Completed my first mud run this past Sunday. I'm pretty proud of myself. I told everyone jokingly before I started that I fully expected to end up crying in a puddle of mud. I was only half joking in saying that. I am a giant wimp. But honestly the worst obstacle of the whole race was the monkey bars...can you say my worst nightmare from elementary school revisited?
I realized after running it that I am out of shape. Duh! How could I go from being able to run half marathons to feeling winded walking to the race site. I still finished in an hour or so but I should have done a ton better. I don't want to be one of those people that does a slow descent into middle age. I want to be that old lady at yoga (yes I have someone specific in mind) who has the hot body and is a member of the AARP.
So I signed up for another 5k...this one I'll train for, and sign up for another after that. I also still need to sign up for a half marathon. I want to do at least one a year (basically for the rest of my life). So I'll let you know how that goes.
In the meantime, here are some pics of my teammates and I getting muddy.
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