Tough Mudder Gulf Coast 2015 is in the books. Let me tell you...that sucker felt every bit of the 10.3 miles they said it was. It took us 5 hours to complete! 5 HOURS PEOPLE! But that is because we stayed together as a group and ended up walking the majority of the course...which is fine with me...except that at some point...oh...say hour 4...you are so ready to be done!
It was cold morning for P-Cola...in the lower 40's when we were starting, so Boobsweat (our friend Natalie) and Heather were bundled up and decided to skip all obstacles involving water. Which, was really fine with all of us because when Heather is cold, she is miserable...and when Heather is miserable...well...it's scary and thus...the rest of us are miserable as well.
So skip those water obstacles sweet sugarpie.
Here is a recap...in no particular order.
Pictured below is Funky Monkey 2.0. Our first Tough Mudder I made it about 4 rungs up...and then fell like the bottom heavy woman I am. So after that ego deflating moment, I decided to really focus on my upper body strength. This year, they have amped up the Funky Monkey (hence the 2.0) and half way across you have to trapeese swing to a suspended parallel bar. Challenge accepted. Good new is I mounted that swing like the born gymnast I am...and I made the long reach with my stubby arms to the bar. I shimmied about 3/4 of the way down, almost to the platform you end on...and I fell. I kinda psyched myself out bc I was swinging like a monkey and didn't have much control and was worried I would smack that platform with my head...but I was pretty proud of my performance, as there were very few girls that made it that far...and the ones that did...well the junk in their trunk was significantly less than my junk.
I was thrilled however to see that the photographer caught my batwing in forward motion. Looks like a damn pancake.
And this is what I look like. I had just gotten shocked and was in the process of eating the mud below with my face.
This was prereace. Me...no sleeves. Heather...bundled for snow.
A couple more of the Funky Monkey.
And finally...after the race. Enjoying the sun and the one free beer and waiting to go eat...