The warrior dash was a lot of fun. I started to feel like butt the night before the race and continued to feel like it into the next evening. It didn’t stop me from over eating but it stopped me from feeling well.
We approached the race with a “no one gets behind” attitude and ran with another group of girls. We stopped quite often so I was actually surprised to see our time was only around 55 minutes.
The obstacles, with the exception of the horizontal cargo next and the quicksand-like mud at the end were pretty easy to navigate. And if you didn’t want to do one, we saw people walking around them. At one point they were bracing the vertical cargo net climb as we were climbing over it. That made me feel safe.
For all of the fun I had, at the end of the day when I saw the pictures, I was embarrassed and self-conscious about how I looked my get up. I managed to taint a great experience by mentally berating myself about my appearance. I can’t imagine it was as bad as my brain is saying it is. My friends didn’t say “Hey, you should really rethink that. It makes you look like one of the hippos in Fantasia.” and they would have…right? So I’m moving forward with my next set of goals and not looking back.
I’m still feeling off today. Physically and mentally. I’m not sure if it’s all the junk I ate or it’s a combo of the junk and sitting in the car or if my sunburn has anything to do with it. My plan is to work through it and not let it derail me.