Sunday, September 26

I am a dirty dasher!

Sarah talked me into doing a 10k called the dirty dash. We did not train, and we certainly did not know what to expect. The course was equipped with lots of thick, deep mud, black mud that smelled like poop, slippery walls to climb over while being sprayed by a fire fighting power hose, a snow making machine blowing in your face, a giant slide, and more mud. I am very sore. We ran in a last minute team with three very lovely Brazilians.
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4 comments:

JaRelle Bailey said...

Oh my gosh! That is so crazy! ha ha, I love it! You are so much fun. I just love it. :)

Unknown said...

I know so many people that did that race! Even my husband's brother and sister and our neighbor and my manager! So many people! Looks dirty. Ha

Trent and Lindsey said...

thanks for inviting me....

Barb Elder said...

Sick1! Glad you didn't invite me. It does look a little fun just the smell yuck!!