I woke up with an adrenaline rush, feeling wide awake. I toasted a gluten free english muffin and topped with PB and banana before heading out the door at 5am.
Ready to go.
Louis, who is seriously the best, accompanied me on this early morning extravaganza, and drove me to Pennsylvania while I relaxed. We met up with our friends/the team, then arrived to Blue Mountain around 8am, registered, and chatted as our start time approached. We stretched, looked at some of the obstacles and I personally loaded up on gels and sipped water until it was 9:30am.
Here I am doing a quick practice...climbing over the wall, however, for this one you're actually supposed to use those blocks to climb sideways from one side to the other.
Me and my race partner!
The team getting pumped up.
Strategizing, most likely.
I didn't really feel too nervous the days before the race, or the morning of, but nerves definitely kicked in as we lined up to begin. I felt slightly ill, but really excited.It was finally our time to go and we began the sprint up the most gigantic mountain ever. A few minutes in, everyone's sprint turned into more of a walk as the slope became more and more impossible to run. We trudged up and up and up, and then soon reached a breaking point where we had to grab sand bags to carry up the rest of the way. I am not really sure how heavy the bags were, but they felt heavy! The guys got bags that were even heavier. During this time Louis, who was a spectator was being taken up the mountain on a ski lift along with one of our friends and I heard him shout down to us...which was fun knowing that he could see us! The entire mountain climb, I tried my best to not look up to see how much further we had left - for one I felt like I'd topple down backwards if I did, and two - I really didn't want to know. I felt like this was the main time where all my running really paid off even though we weren't running. My legs felt strong and though I could tell I was pushing myself to the max, I felt like I could do it. It was amazing once we got to the top, we got quick sips of water, but then had to head down partially with the sandbag. With shaky legs, the downpart wasn't too much easier. Soon we threw out the sand bags and the obstacles began.
Ran into Louis during this part - note the half smile while I pulled my way up (even though it doesn't look like it's on a slope..it was!).
Finishing up the concrete block pull. I thought this would hurt my hands but somehow it didn't.
Tossing that bad boy back in the pit. It's not really a pit.
I forget where I was heading off to...maybe the tire flip.
Hello water. So happy here cause I was successful at the monkey bars. Those always were my favorite.
This is around when it started getting really fun.
Boys leaving us in the dust.
Got this thing up no problem, but then the sun was blinding me and this lady had to yell to me that I'd reached the top and it was time to lower.
A bunch happened between these two pics...this was at the very end right before the rope climb. There's barbed wire over my head and it was pretty low. This is where the planks came in handy since I had to lift myself up a bit to avoid scraping my legs completely while staying low.
Failed the rope climb. Welp! What's a few more burpees. If you could even call them burpees by this point in the race.
For this I had to pull myself up one side using a rope and then crawl down the rest of the way.
A closeup because I think this is my most magnificent life moment.
Who knows what I was possibly jabbering about here.
So proud of us. :)
I passed on the post race yogurt cereal snack and went straight for the beer.
I might have downed it in three minutes.
I couldn't wait to see Louis at the end and give him a big, muddy hug!!! While he was so super supportive, he was pretty proud and relieved when he saw my face at the end. As you know, I have a million and one fears, and this year one of my goals was to stop being afraid. While this wasn't a terrifying experience by any means, it was definitely something out of the norm for me and the type of thing I never would have imagined myself doing. I'm definitely hooked - all day I've been replaying yesterday through my head...and texting Naomi about when we can do another one of these races. It feels like such an accomplishment and I am so proud that I tried it, and finished, while having so much fun.
Even though we had a big group lunch after, we decided to grill when we got home since we are addicted! Louis whipped up this amazing dinner.
And today? All cleaned up (with the exception of some scrapes and bruises on my knees and arms) and back to being a lady.
Hope your weekends were as fun and exciting as mine....or exactly what you were hoping they'd be.