WARRIOR DASH

3.5 miles

14 obstacles

mud. clay. more mud. more clay. mud where there shouldn’t be mud. more clay.

We’re hard core.  It’s not a big deal.

Who knew it was so hard to fold a bandana without looking like a nurse maid?

Shout out to J Money for the stealth glasses.  We really needed them for the wind tunnel tornado machine that I was so worried about.  Wait.

Here were some parts of the course.  I had to snag some pics from some friends and the race photographers because like heck I was taking my camera on this run.

 

Do you understand how hard I laugh every time I see RDB hoppin those flames?  She was so nervous about it.  Rightly so. 

 

beast.

and this is how we looked after…

special.

It’s pretty much impossible to look good/skinny/pretty/attractive/decent/nonmanly/not gross after a race like this.

RDB and I beat DC’s friend, Eric, by a landslide.  A 9 minute landslide.  Don’t feel sorry for him though, I’ve promised to train him for next year.

Post race we grabbed some grub and a seat on the lawn

 

Turkey leg = delicious in my mouth.  But really, I just look like a warrior savage.  Which is kinda cool but mostly gross.

The costumes via creepster phone pics…

Hansel?

Hulk

“Run like Betty White”

Best race ever with my best girl.

Turns out we didn’t need goggles…or a pole vaulting pole like I thought

But next year we’re wearing capes.