So, here's the deal:
I have a crazy blind friend who is training for a tough mudder. Like seriously... he's blind; as in, he can't see. Incredible, right?
Have you heard of a tough mudder?
They consist of 10-12 miles with many, many obstacles.
These aren't just ordinary obstacles either-- you drench yourself in freezing water, you run through live wires, you carry teammates or sometimes random strangers for any length of time, and so forth.
I was inspired so, of course, I did it.
On a whim, I signed up for the Arizona tough mudder... ALONE.
I literally signed up the day before the race.
(I do not recommend this for just anyone at any given time.
You must understand that I had trained for 2 marathons in the last couple of months and I was extremely fit for this race.)
So, I loaded up my girls and drove from our little Los Lunas town, all the way to the Phoenix airport where I would pick up the fabulous Gabe. He's my hunk of a husband. You see, he was in California for work when I started my trek west and it was easier for him to meet me in AZ.
Have I mentioned that he is my biggest supporter? He's the best.
So anyways....
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| Before the race began |
To get to the start line of the tough mudder, you have to get over a big wall. This is a good time to step out of your comfort zone and ask strangers to help you-- at least I had to.
I looked pretty foolish too. I got both legs over but couldn't get my butt over. Seriously. I had to yell, "Push my butt up!" Embarrassing.
Luckily, I found a nice team that welcomed me to their group.
One thing about these tough mudders is that they are full of camaraderie. Everyone helps everyone.
I trudged through mud.
I scaled walls.
I swam under freezing water.
I jumped off a high dive.
BTW, did I mention that I greatly fear water? I've never had swim lessons.
I ran up half pipe kinda walls.
I ran and got shocked by live wires.
I loved every. single. moment.
And I loved having my family there to cheer me on.
I hope to inspire my girls to be strong, independent, women.
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| The End. |


