A rush of adrenaline hit and I took off at a slight jog to start the race. (Shhhh don't tell Dr. Van Boeurm!) but I didn't last very long and only kept it up for maybe a 1/4th of a mile or so. Then I settled into my race-walk, which according to Nate's GPS watch, was about 4MPH. Not bad! I held true to my commitment not to try to tackle any obstacles which required more than a few feet or climbing or had any chance of falling off. I was able to complete 8 out of the 24 obstacles, so, a third. I pretty much shredded my strength based obstacles, like the tire pull, bag carry, and gas can carries. I attempted a few obstacles that didn't feel quite as comfortable as I liked so I didn't try to finish them (mainly ones which required a lot of weight coming up on my toes... argh!). I think looking back I would like to have attempted/completed more of them, but there's plenty of time to improve before I try again.
The course ended up being a little over 5 miles, and we completed it in a little under 2 hours! I was very pleased with myself and was so glad to cross the finish line after 10 months of not racing at all. Some of the obstacle race purists might be pissed off...that I didn't "earn" my medal by not doing all the obstacles. IDGAF. I don't. I was out there doing it, and that's all that matters to me. There were a few staffers yelling at me that it was too early in the course to be walking... I just smirked... if he only knew what I'd been through to get here.
The next day, my foot was pretty damn sore. Like everywhere. Lisfranc joint, toes, ankle, shins, heel, arch. And the day after that. It started to be less sore by Monday. And today (Tuesday), it's back to it's good ol' self!
Totally worth it.
|Climbing over a fence - just a baby, only about 4 feet tall!|
|Nate climbing this huge pyramid. Me? NOPE! Just nope.|
|Post-race - got our medals!!|