First, the run is an opportunity for women to do one of their favorite things: make clever t-shirts with racy puns about boobs. (You'll notice the word "racy" in the previous sentence was a double entendre. Impressive, I know, but please hold your applause until the end.) I was impressed by a number of clever t-shirts and team names, including "All Guts, No Nuts," "Save 2nd Base," and "Hakuna My TaTa's." My team opted for a pirate theme with t-shirts that read "We Treasure Our Chests." Arghhhh!
Second, this event gives its participants the chance to complete ridiculous obstacles while getting covered with goop, allowing me to finally realize my dream of being in a situation similar to the show "Double Dare." Only without those pesky trivia questions. Or Marc Summers. Or green slime. Actually, this event was nothing like "Double Dare." Nevermind. Back to square one.
Third, the event isn't timed, which encourages teams to work together instead of getting too competitive. You might think this is a downside, but as a girl who gets genuinely excited about ties, I think it's great.
Fourth, workers hand you beer at the finish line. I think this is to help dull the pain you feel from crawling around in gravel-filled mud, and to prepare you for the freezing hosing tent they refer to as a "shower room."
Anyway, my team consisted of me (duh), my step-mom, Tammy, my sister-in-law, Brandy, my best friend, Sarah, and several of Brandy's awesome friends (Michelle, Marlena, and Sarah).
|Here is my team before the run. Notice the lovely accessories |
that, sadly, will not all make it through the race.
Oh, I got to wear some pretty sweet fake tats for the race.
|Nothing honors one's mother quite like a temporary tattoo on one's chest.|
|The fact that this gun tattoo was almost too big |
for my "guns" made me feel weak and frail.
|Here is one more clean and pretty pre-race picture. Brandy has a tiny gun |
tattoo on her finger. Our team was sponsored by the NRA. Obviously.
Now for some action shots:
|Sarah tackled me in the final mud pit. |
I would have expected nothing less.
|Here is my team post-run. Somewhere along the line |
I lost my bandana and my wristband.
All-in-all, totally worth it.