I knew that the Warrior Dash was going to be pretty crazy, after all it bills itself as the "Craziest frickin' day of your life", so I was expecting it. It did not disappoint.
We arrived at the shuttle area with plenty of time before our 11AM wave and was greeted by this:
|One big-ass line|
|Um, okay then?|
|Apparently it is a popular option.|
I continued to pass people. I ran through muddy puddles. I slipped, and slided, and generally had a fun time. I also began to notice that I was pretty much the only one still running. At the half way point I was still cracking jokes and I was still being ignored by everyone around me. No accounting for taste I guess.
Finally we began to get to some good obstacles. The first real one (I omitted the one called "Arachnaphobia" because it was really just a cord stretched between some trees) was a series of walls which were about 3.5-4 feet tall. You jump over them then scurry under the next one. Easy. I attacked it with vigor and leapt over the first wall. My right foot landed in some mud and I expected the same of my left but instead it managed to find the one piece of solid ground anywhere on the course. It crunched down hard and hurt. Visions of a swollen and bruised ankle danced through my head, and marathon training began the next day! No! I'd have to deal with that later, onwards through the mud!
More obstacles appeared; the balance planks, the tall wall to climb, the slow walkers (the actual people, not a real obstacle). I approached and conquered them all. Truth be told, I was really just jogging the course and having a good time. The weather was great and the mud wasn't too bad once you figured out how to run through it. As I rounded a corner I then came face to face with the most intimidating obstacle of the race, the Warrior Roast. Two lines of burning logs stood between me and the free-flowing beer at the end of the race. I put my head down, quickened my pace, and soared over the flaming debris to freedom! Actually the logs were only about a foot high so all I needed to do was lift my feet slightly higher than normal. That was kind of a let down to tell the truth.
Finally I reached the top of the last hill. Scrambled over the rope wall and slid my way down the steep mud slide; making sure to perform a flawless 360 degree turn on the way down. There I was presented with a surprise final obstacle, a rope walk, which I rapidly defeated by running over along the support beams.
|Jen's technique works too|
|The "before" picture|
|Me and my warrior|