Tomorrow I’m heading to Kentucky!
I’ve never been and I have NO idea what to expect except horses, and horse racing and, umm horses. Oh! and Jim Bean! Isn’t whiskey big in Kentucky?
Anyway, I digress.
I’m going to run in my 7th –oh crap I’ve run SIX TOUGH MUDDERS — Tough Mudder.
Remember when I ran my first one last year? Look how young and naive I was …
That’s Carrie, Jimmy and I in our post-Mudder glow.
I really thought I’d never, ever, do it again.
But just 7 months later we were back at it and this time we brought Bobby.
Then Carrie decided she needed a THIRD baby so she temporarily left the team but that didn’t stop Jimmy, Bobby and me. We decided to see how Mudders were done on the West Coast.
Then Jimmy had the great idea to try 2 mudders back-to-back and I insanely agreed to give it a shot.
That, I can HONESTLY say, I will never, EVER do again.
Then I jetted off to St. Louis to run with Kim and her team.
At each and every one of these events I’ve learned something about myself. I’ve met amazing people, overcame challenges, and had fun — like LOADS of fun.
I know lots of people don’t get it. Why would you sign up and PAY to run 12 miles, crawl in the mud and torture yourself? What do you have to prove?
Sure, the first time I did it I wanted to prove to myself I could, but now?
Now I do it because I can.
Plus I just LOVE being around supportive, active people. It’s energizing.
This time I’ll be wearing the goPro on my chest –I got the new Hero3 and it’s much thinner so I think I can manage it there — to capture what I can.