Survival of the Most Determined aka Training Run Take 1

All smiles at the start!
Saturday morning and I’m crawling on my belly through ice cubes. You know those big ones that haven’t even started to melt yet, so they’re really really solid? Yeah those ones #ouch. Guess what I crawl through after that? Mud. Well technically woodchips the sort u get in a children’s playground mushed up in water. Then I clamber in, no room for ladylikeness here, to a skip filled to my chest with something you imagine a pig would ‘swill’ in.

Bessie is there cheering me on at the edge of the cargo net, at this point I know she’s injured (hence her lack of belly crawling and clambering) but we don’t know how bad. She slipped and fell on obstacle 7 of 16 but continued to run with me, yup like my crash & continue on the triathlon we’re 100% cut from the same cloth.

She’s cheering anyways, all dry and mud free and I just know what I’m gonna do about that….yup I throw mud at her, she squeals laughing at me. I chase her (sod my time this is more fun) & give her an almighty bear hug & kiss. Mud successfully shared.

Only 3 more obstacles to go and less than 1km left. We can do this!! Three more hellish obstacles and minus my wingman I have no idea how I’m going get over the final ‘Wall of Fame’ challenge. That thing is like erm 100 feet high easily <- honest.

See - At least 100feet high (they are giant men climbing it btw)

Before I realise it I’m giving a leg up to a random and pushing her over, another lady clocks me and does the same for me. At the top I grab her hand whilst another women pushes her up. Honestly, thank you!

We’re at the top and I see the bottom. I. Don’t. Like. Heights. No crash mat. Shit. Palms sweaty. Shit. ‘You alright love?’ the race marshal shouts to me. Bollocks, I’ve been spotted; the finish line is 20 meters away so everyone can see me wavering. Shit. He’s watching me now moving over to see if I’m going to do it. Even the scaredy cat next to me jumped. No excuse, don’t think on it. Jump. Wobbly bottom lip but grabbed Bessie who was waiting at the bottom and we crossed the finish line.

10km; 16 obstacles; 1broken arm (Bessie); 1hour 10min; 100% chuffed with time (included 10 min pit stop with St. John’s Ambulance)