Warrior Dash Update…Finally!
“Good grief!”, as my old buddy Charlie Brown often says, I’m finally back in cyber space. Computer crashed ,wacky work schedule and wackier workout schedule… ribs wrecked, race run and I’m done. For now.
Most everyone knows about computers crashing and crazy work schedules. Most of us can even relate to crazy workout schedules. So I’ll leave all that to your own thoughts and feelings.
On to the race round-up and the ribs wrap up!
Ah…the ribs. I’ll save the gory details. Let’s just say a swift Muay Thai kick with the shin causes havoc on an old mans rib cage. Two badly cracked ribs and one seriously bruised. And that ladies and gentlemen is how I ran the Warrior Dash! Each jump, hop, crawl and climb brought on words mumbled under my breath that I shan’t type here.
Any way – on with the show. I started out at 6:00 a.m. It wasn’t long before I drove into a massive thunderstorm that brought me to a standstill. I couldn’t even see the road to drive. I waited for 15 minutes until it cleared and continued driving. This run was going to be extra muddy! Whooo hooo! I arrived early…no parking attendants in sight…I drove casually to the designated parking spot with cash in hand ready to pay and…nobdy around. Yes! A little victory already. I hopped on the shuttle bus with a few other early risers and we headed to the course. Lots of runners were there already ( overnighters that stayed in local hotels ) and the heat was creating a sauna.
Registration went very smooth with free Lara Bars, how cool is that? Bathroom break, standard stretch and chat with some other runners and my corral was starting to fill up already. It was only 10:00 a.m. but already 30 degrees. Beautiful!
The standard ranting and hype and we were off. Up hill from the get go. This run was held at a ski resort so most everything was up hill – BIG hills. About 1/2 km of nice running trail and we hit mud…lots-o-mud. Deep, black, sticky mud already sporting several orphaned runners. Hey – one with a time chip, which is how you get you free beer. Another bonus!
We just got through the mud and bam – first obstacle. A four foot wall – easy jumping for most but the landing took my breath away. Straight into a crawl, under barbed wire, for about 10 feet and immediately another wall, giving me no time for a running jump… wire; wall – wire; wall. Five of them in total. I was in a wee bit of pain at the end. I stepped to the side of the trail contemplating calling it quits when this young lady in extremely short shorts ran by and asked if I was OK. OK? ” Oh yeah! I’m feeling great!”… and off we went! The male ego…what a schmuck!
My Lady of inspiration…well, part of her anyway.
So there I was running up hill again. The next obstacle was easy – the balance rope. I’m good at that so I was able to get my breath back. Then came the big hill. I mean - Double Black Diamond BIG! Some people were actually stopping at the bottom, looking up and saying,” WTF?” But I had no time for that. My weighted vest hill running gave me the edge there and up I went, actually passing most of the people that passed me at the walls.
Next, the teeter-totter balance board. That was tricky because it was quite high. Then…more hills… and finally a water break. It was really cool. They had water to drink and several people there with big jugs of cool – not icy cold – but cool water to pour on your head and neck if you wanted. I wanted!
Refreshed, I was off in a hurry. The big cargo net climb was next. That was tough on the rib cage but I got through OK. It was here my little spandex lady friend passed me again, checking to see if I was OK. She could see by the grimace on my face I was struggling. But I squeaked out a smile anyway.
Then came the tunnels covered in barbed wire. I thought they would be easy, as did many others, but they were uneven and, as you might have guessed, up hill! They caught quite a few people by surprise.
Finally – another water break and we were headed down hill. Finally! The big water slide. I had to do it sitting because I couldn’t go on my stomach fo obvious ribsons. That took a lot of the speed away and hence the real fun but I had to do what I had to do.
A few other obstacles and then the infamous fire jump. From there it was through the big mud pit and on to the photo finish. However, that thunder storm turned the mud pit into a very deep mud pit. It was awesome! And apparently earlier that morning, they lengthened it a little. It was at least waist deep and 50 feet long. That proved for some great photos. I’ll have to post mine later.
Over all rating – a big 8 out of 10. Fun, fast and furious. Of course the turkey leg and free cold beer(s) were nice bonuses at the end! My time was 40 minutes, which is pretty bad but I’ll console myself because of the busted ribs.
The bands played until six. There was a crazy costume awards and best beard award. Crazy dancing and good food. The Warrior Dash may not be the toughest course out there but it is by far one of the most fun. Even the wash up wash fun and refreshing!
That was c-c-c-cold water and it was grrreat!
So that’s it. I’m trying to recover yet somehow prepare for the Tough Mudder. It’s one day at a time – I’ll make the call when that day arrives.
So from this old Warrior to you – stay well and smile…even through the mud and pain!
When is your next run?
Over the fire and on to the mud…