Been a while. Turns out, I now run a business. And I got a new job. So I work all the damn time.
BUT – that’s not the point of this post. The point of this post is:
This weekend, karate friends of mine and I ran the Rugged Maniac race in Southwick, MA. For the uninitiated, this is a 5K plus obstacles. This particular race takes place on a motocross course, so there are many hills and turns, and then more hills. They wouldn’t let us use our dirtbikes. Bastards.
Thus, we ran.
Before we ran, however, we had to get into the starting gate – which required vaulting a short wall. BEFORE WE EVEN STARTED. Again. Bastards.
Then, we ran. There were hills:
There were walls:
There were surprise new obstacles, including a series of trenches dug before across the course before a big wall. The pits were VERY hard to see until you got to them, so there were almost broken bones. BUT we survived.
Finally, about two miles in, we encountered our first mud.
Which promptly became a mud slide.
Then, there was the REAL slide:
Then, we got to climb down tubes, into mud and under barbed wire.
But then, we had to climb back out through tubes.
Along the way, there were underground tunnels through which we had to crawl. You know. Like rats. They were pitch black and turny.
After that, I did a belly-flop:
Also, there was a place where the mud looked shallow. It wasn’t.
Finally, we had to climb over a thing, which was connected to another thing by a cargo net, across which we had to roll. My face met the butt of a new friend.
Finally, we finished!
And then this happened:
Can’t wait for next