Earlier this year I got talked into doing an obstacle run with the girls from work. I figured it would be a good bonding opportunity. It was for a good cause. It was something that intimidated me so it sounded like something I should try. But I was nervous. Obstacles? But I have no upper body strength! And mud? UGH! I hate getting dirty! Still, I was going to suck it up, get over myself, and do it. So I registered. And then as the day drew closer I was less sure of what I was getting myself into, but looking forward to it nonetheless. Some of us girls got together to make our t-shirts last week and it was a good time. I was glad, for bonding purposes alone, that I agreed to do this. Plans for carpooling came together. And the next thing I knew it was Saturday morning and I was getting up way to effing early to meet the girls in the parking lot at work so we could leave for the race.
We had fun in the car on the way there, then got through check-in and gear check and all that good stuff. We wandered around a bit, took some before pics, and finally lined up at the very front. We were the first people out in the first wave of the day. And we led for the first two obstacles. Literally, Jackie and I were the first two people to get to the first obstacle, and our team was first to get through the first two. There were only two people ahead of us at the third obstacle, even. We were awesome.
Dirty Girl is a 5k with 12 obstacles set up along the course. Most of them either involve climbing things, or flopping around in the mud. It is a tremendous amount of fun, it’s an all female event (with apparently an all male staff, which was kind of awesome as most of them were HOT), and you CAN go around any obstacle you’re not comfortable with or find yourself unable to do. We didn’t skip anything. No one on our team skipped anything. We did them all, and we did them together. It was awesome.
After the race we got cleaned up, had food and drinks, then headed back to the car for the trip home. It was a great day with some great ladies I’m glad I got to know better.
Our team (Ain’t Nobody Got Time For Cancer!) before and after the race.