Guh, ohmigod, it was, like, the antithesis to what I was doing on Friday... sitting at a computer screen for eight hours in a building with no windows. I hate my job. DD: It felt so nice to get sweaty and muddy and tired climbing through teasel and blackberries and rusty fences and soggy ditches, beating bushes with sticks and sprinting to the kill on a glorious, mostly-sunny-and-actually-almost-warm January Saturday.