I did something I NEVER thought I would do. EVER. Even my husband expressed his shock! "Are you sure you want to do THAT?" he said in a tone that meant, "Do you understand you might get dirty?"
First a little back story. My mom can tell you stories for days, I'm sure, but I have always hated to be dirty. HATED. I also had this weird thing where my sock seams had to line up exactly with my toes because I was so particular - even from a REALLY young age. Seriously. I call myself organized. Efficient. Smart. Particular. My husband calls it crazy. To each their own. I wish I had grown out of it, but I didn't. Even as an adult, I hate to be dirty. I don't even like to fingerpaint, because it gives me such anxiety. You should see me making homemade meat balls - it's comedic.
So, when my friend Sarah asked me if I wanted to do a mud run, it sounded fun - but I was worried about it. Would I be able to handle the mud? Would I have too much anxiety about getting dirty? But, it also sounded like so much fun and my friend really wanted to do it. So, I agreed.
Fast forward to the day of the run. My husband was cracking up because I got up and showered. And blow dried my hair. And did my makeup. I just couldn't help it. I knew I was going to be dirty - but that didn't mean I needed to start my day out dirty.
We showed up and I was so excited. They had a tattoo station and we put tattoos on. This photo below completely cracks me up. We spent about two minutes giggling and talking about "How to look Tough." Obviously we nailed it. Duh. Oh my gosh, it still cracks me up just looking at the photos!
Oh my goodness. I don't even have enough words to describe how fun it was. I literally went directly home, got on the computer, and looked up when the next one was - because it was SO MUCH fun. I would have done another one the next day if they had had one; that gives you an indication of how much I enjoyed it. A 5k in the mud? Check!