Here is a photo of my sister one week ago. She’s wearing a Pinkalicious crown because she’s a good aunt. She looks worried because she’s looking at the Warrior Dash website. She agreed to do the Warrior Dash with me just about a year ago. Ever notice it’s easy to sign up for crazy things when they are far off in the future?
We were induced into this crazy event by a friends we trust. I said yes. I asked my sister. She said yes. She asked her husband. He said yes. I asked my husband. He said no. I asked my daughter if I looked like a Warrior right as I was getting ready to leave on Saturday. She appraised my outfit and said, “Well Mom. You do look a little worried.”
Here is a picture of the friends we trust before the event. He is not really that much taller than her. He’s standing on a very steep hill. I point this out because the entire three-mile course was on a very steep hill.
We ran. We climbed walls. I was unduly proud of myself when I hauled my body up a wall with a rope. Granted the wall had toe holds but still. I have a rope burn on my elbow to prove it. We dodged through tires. We climbed cargo nets. Did I mention we climbed walls ? Five different obstacles involved climbing walls. It stuck with me. I’m still grinning. We crawled under barbed wire. We slid down a mud slide. We jumped over fire pits.
This is not me. It could be though.
This is us at the finish line.
This is my shoe at the finish line. I wore these shoes every day in Rwanda. My kind husband washed them for me and they look great. I love these shoes.
This is us after we had a communal bath in the lake to get clean. I still wrapped my car seat in a garbage sack and sat on a towel.
On the way home, I downed a bottle of PowerAid and ate the free packet of sunflower seeds. I couldn’t stop grinning. This whole event was fun. I came in 487th out of 601 in my age bracket. I actually climbed up a wall. Did I already mention the wall? You should sign up for something crazy and silly and challenging. I feel like a Warrior.
Mindy's Blog 