Wednesday, May 15, 2013

the 6 miles that almost killed me

Let me preface this entry with: I've never said so many curse words in a two hour period.
Before.  When we were dry and clean and nervous. 
Earlier this year Byron registered us for the Savage Race.  We thought, it's a 6ish-mile course with 25 obstacles . . . that'll be fun, right? Challenging, dirty, and insane, yes, but 'fun' may not be the word I'd choose to describe it.  I am not stretching the truth one bit when I say that the Savage Race was legitimately one of the hardest things I've ever done.  Even without the ridiculous obstacles, the running alone was incredibly difficult.

I feel like nowadays we sign our lives away on waivers all the time, but the three page waiver for this race was no joke.  I wish I'd mentally prepared myself better because it was a lot tougher and rougher than I'd expected.

Less than a mile in, we met our first obstacle, 'Shriveled Richard,' which was a dumpster filled with ice water.  I'm not exaggerating, it was ice with a little water, that we had to fully submerge in and swim through.  After conquering it, nothing seemed too terrible [probably because my legs were frozen for a good mile and lost some brain cells in the process!].  Climbing walls, barbed wires, mud, a 3-story jump into a pit a muddy water, balance beams, mud, a pyramid of hay, climbing walls, more mud, and a giant slide led us to my least favorite obstacle.  'Tazed' was it's name and it involved crawling under livewires [while soaking wet].  Three zaps from those terrible wires and I was done.  What a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad obstacle.
This is what happened right before getting 'tazed' . . .
quite the strategic planning!
almost thereeeeee.
crossing the finish line.
we made it alive.  whew.
Byron and I did actually have fun finish!  It was more of a marriage-builder than anything else.  I wouldn't have attempted it or survived it without him.  I know he had a great time and I'm glad we experienced it together, but I'd like to keep my ice in my drinks and the electricity away from my body from here on out!  I've never worked so hard for a Miller Lite.



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