So this past weekend, Al and I and our siblings and some other friends did the Warrior Dash. We loaded up and converged on Mountain City, GA for what was touted as “the craziest frickin’ day of our lives.” The Warrior Dash is a 3.22 mile run with obstacles thrown in.
I gotta be honest. I was expecting crap your pants kinds of obstacles. For the two weeks leading up to the race, I was concerned about getting over the wall (military style) and the log bog. Turns out, my fears were unfounded.
The race began with a bang (and flames–because that’s how warriors roll). We ran a good chunk of pavement and got to the first obstacle. I’ll call it Walk on Water. If you look at the website for the Southeast event, the obstacles don’t quite match up. Walk on Water was where we got to walk across planks that were submerged just under the surface. However, if you didn’t fell like waiting in line to go across the plank, you plowed through the water…and the mud…sometimes up to your knees. The next part of the pond had no plank, so we were all sloshing through water up to our chest.
After that, it was back on land. Muddy muddy land. The course was pure mud from that point on. Not too far up ahead were the tires (think football style). Some of us took it like a champ. Others of us came close to biting it. Once you cleared the tires, it was on to the wall…er…walls. The big bad wall about which I was so concerned was about 4 feet high and there were three of them we had to get over.
Then it was mud trudge time.
After all that, I can’t quite remember the order of events until closer to the end. There was another wall at an incline we had to use ropes to pull ourselves up, cargo nets to go up and back down, a junkyard (or maybe someone’s front yard…we were in the GA mountains) to climb over/through, tunnels to get through, a chunk of a trail that was really super narrow at times…and easy to get stuck behind slower people–which made some folks (me) none too happy. Eventually, we got over to the infamous mud pit where we had to go through on our stomachs because of the real barbed wire over us. Once you get out of that nastiness covered in mud from head to toe, it was into the log bog–a man-made mini-lake with logs you had to get over. Do it right and you’re on your way. Do it wrong and your shins pay the price. Climb out of the lake and take off at a run to clear the flames. Seriously. Down the hill you go to the finish line to get your medal and post-race recovery drinks.
Although this was by far NOT the most difficult race or strenuous workout I’ve ever had, it was certainly one of the most fun things I’ve done lately.
And how could it not be when you’re running with this guy (who turned out to be the most popular person there):
Turns out, though running with a wet cape through an obstacle course absolutely sucks, Nacho can take the flames like a freakin’ champ.
We hung out at the after party for a long time…mainly to see if Al could win the costume contest as Nacho Libre. I kid you not…we couldn’t go more than 6 feet before someone yelled out, “Hey, Nacho! Can I take a picture?” Finally, though, we did get our turkey legs…and beer–which was quite tasty.
I would also like to give props to Scuba Steve who did the entire race in swimming fins. During the first obstacle, I thought he was the smartest mofo out there. When I hit the cargo net, I wondered how that was going to go. But he took it like a champ. And so did the rest of us.
It was a super fun day with family and friends. I’d like to give a shout out to our support staff who made sure we didn’t have to worry about parking, driving, or taking our own pictures. Thanks, peeps. It was a super fun weekend with all of you.