Becoming a Warrior
Posted by Michelle
Yesterday I participated in and survived the Warrior Dash. It was a beautiful day and I was lucky to travel to the site with three lovely hashers. When we arrived at the parking location, it was blatantly apparent why we were told to arrive an hour early. It was packed! We parked the car, hopped on a shuttle, and were dropped off in a field full of runners. Pretty quickly we met up with the other hashers and determined that we’d go rogue and run in the 11:30am wave. Originally we were each placed in different heats, but where is the fun in that?
After some stretching and mental prep, we were off. The first obstacle? A ridiculous hill that didn’t end. In trail running fashion, I decided to walk quickly up the hill rather than hurt myself attempting to run it. There were some easy obstacles and then we were submerged up to our necks in a dirty-water hole. It was technically walkable, but I chose to swim across. From there we bounded over cars and through a maze of tires. We crawled on our hands and knees in the Tunnel of Terror. My friend Andy, who happens to be 6’7, had a lot of difficulty with the crawling and ducking obstacles. It was entertaining to hear him struggling with these aspects, then again, he kicked butt when climbing over walls and vehicles (where I failed).
We reached the final few obstacles, which were arranged less than a half mile from the finish, and were cheered on by our adoring fans (our friends who didn’t manage to run). We climbed a cargo net, walked the plank, waded through yet another body of water, climbed a twenty foot wall, hopped over some fire, and finally went through the worst mud pit you could imagine. And I paid to do this?! Thankfully all of the obstacles were manageable. I was nervous that I wouldn’t be able to traverse the walls, but they were much easier than I imagined. I suppose they had to make them feasible for all sizes and abilities.
Overall I had a really entertaining time. I crossed the finish line with two friends in forty-five minutes, muddy from head to toe. We grabbed our teensy medals, a cup of water (they didn’t offer bottles, I wasn’t pleased), bananas, and meandered over to the fire hoses. Yes, fire hoses. Have you ever been sprayed directly in the face with one? Somewhat painful, but it felt great to be cleaned off. Here is to a great day with some great people!
Admit it: What messy fun have you been having lately? What have you done that has made you feel like a warrior?