What's the FRICTION on my feet?!

My oh my has the weekend just flown by. Wow, I'm a poet and I don't even know it! After failing the NASAL Award Mission or as Clay Ozaki-Train calls it "losing my manhood", I began to see simple things that, are Not As Simple As it Looks. On Saturday the rain was pouring down the hills of the Kapalama Campus of Kamehameha Schools. After racking my brain during the SAT, it was time to sojourn on to a cross country meet, which included racing around the hilly campus. Clearly physics had to involved in such a grueling course. During warm-ups, I was simply amazed at the ease at which I was able to run on the pavement of the roads and sidewalks, but when the course entered the soggy, mud-war beaten football field, it felt as if I were running on a treadmill and going no where. Better yet, it felt like those times when you're riding a bike in first gear and you're pedaling crazy hard, but yet going super slow. Clearly, this situation was Not As Simple As it Looks. Before the race, I entered into my pre-race ritual of meditation and seeking the deeper meaning of life. During this blissful moment, I entered into a DOC!-like state and asked myself that famous question : WHAT WOULD DOC! DO?. Clearly DOC! would have an explanation for why it was so hard to run on that field. Then it hit me, the mixture of mud and water reduced the friction force that opposed our forward motion of running. There was more friction on the road because their was no mud present. FRICTION was the key to running fast. Without friction each step we take would simply slide back and we would be running in place. Ahh, now I could successfully tackle the cross country race. On the last 100 meters of the race, I used DOC!'s wisdom and sprinted towards the finish on the less muddy side of the field. This allowed more friction, allowing me to sprint past my foolish competitors who chose to run in the mud (one of which was the famous Clay Ozaki-Train) and finish with a clearly higher velocity than my opponents. Ultimately, at the end of the race, Clay told me I salvaged some of my manhood back, but also rubbed in the fact that was not immortal in the eyes of DOC!. Lesson of the day: Friction is important, but DOC! immortalization is the key to life.