Saturday, April 12, 2014

What's next? A Tough Mudder you say? Check!

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....
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.  
The End.
 

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