So many things have happened over the last couple of weeks...I have no idea where to begin...so after much debate, I thought I would just go chronologically! On May 18th, after being signed up for this damn race for about 9 long long months, we arrived in Palatka, Florida (near Jacksonville) for Tough Mudder.
We have been training and preparing since January 1 really. While we didnt have to have a themed costume of choice for our team, I wanted to look fabulous, so after much debate we decided to go with "SuperHeros/Alter Egos". Carmen and I were Wonder Woman, together...WonderWomen. Heather was the Hulk, we also had 2 captain americas, 1 superman, 1 batwoman, 1 robin, 1 SuperWoman, and 1 AquaMan.
We arrived clean and pretty.
Then the signs leading to registration started.
This is one of our obstacles. You had to climb over these mud piles. This was one of the easiest...and just the beginning.
Below is the second to last obstacle. After 10 miles of running, running, some more running, and about 20 different obstacles, we were expected to run up this damn ramp and pray that we were able to get over it. It was the one obstacle I feared I physically could not complete. Mama's got no ups. However, there were some angel's at the top in the bodies of three really strong men with bulging muscles and tank tops. I made eye contact before my short stubby legs put me in motion and said "you sure you got all this"...to which they all nodded. So off I went and sweet baby mongoose, they caught my hands and pulled me up. I love them. Wherever they are.
The worst obstacle of all obstacles...well...there were two...was the electric shock obstacles. There are hanging wires, with alternating currents. Some wires are live, some are dead. So when you first start running or crawling, you are thinking "hmmm...this isn't bad"...and then one of those live wires hits you. And it takes you down my friends. It takes you down. This is Natalie picture below...being knocekd to the ground by the shock. I ate it as well. Face first...into cowshit.
This is Heather, emerging from the ice...with a smile on her face.
And this is me and my best superhero side kick jumping in. It was worse than I could have ever imagined. You go underwater and coming up in shock. You can't really get your breath. It's painful. You want to die. And then they make you go back under water to go under that piece of wood there and come back up on the other side. Well I went under...and Carmen never came up with me. I thought she was dying. I thought I had to go back under to save her...I couldn't MOVE! But I managed to gasp out to Heather and Sean "Carmen....Carmen...she.is.dying...."
And as everyone ran to help, she emerged. Looking like this. Bless her heart. She had waited to go under the wood. She wasn't dying. But it was terrible. TERRIBLE.
I will tell you that for the first 6 miles or so I had it going on. I was cheering and singing and chanting. I was feeling goooood. Then, the shit cramps came upon me. Stomach cramping. And the blisters started. And you know...my mood shifted a tad. There was one beautiful obstacle, that was a trench dug out and full of water with a cage over it. You had to crawl in the water, roll over face up, and pull yourself through the trench by grabbing on to the cage. Just your nose, mouth, eyes were out of the water. I loved it. It was peaceful. The water was cool.
Heather hated it. It was her least favorite obstacle.
We finished though. Finished in under 3 hours. 11 miles.
I can't wait to do another one. My girlfriend has lost her mind and has signed us up for every mudder race that is semi-close by over the next year. The Savage Race, The Spartan Run, The Warrior Dash...
They are tough and slightly stupid, but it is amazing being able to do them with Heather and some of the people I love the most.