Tough Mudder, gone to the dogs, am I right? Thanks, you've been a great audience!!!!!
Dearest Squad: after months of training, eating protein shakes that probably have bovine growth hormone, and also sometimes not training or eating anything remotely healthy, the day had
come--the day that our bosses said
Hop to it, three members of TMHQ and a nice man who volunteered to run the course too even though it was snowy. Get on the mountain and run your little hearts out.
And so the Littlest Mudder embarked on the NorCal dry run. It was a lot of fun, and even though it was pretty hard--the hills were steep, and the oxygen was sparse--I felt pretty well prepared. I was nervous about keeping up with three guys, especially since one was an experienced marathoner, and the other two are TMHQ's resident triathlon princes, but I did alright. The volunteer who came (marathon man) completely destroyed us and made us look like babies, especially given that he is almost 25 years older than I am. But Hunter, Alex, and I kept about the same pace--and if they were doing that to be nice to me, I thank them for their kindness and their discretion.
All in all, the thing that paid off the most was the hill training--which means Shape Magazine was the sneaky hero of the day, because that's where I got the treadmill hill workout. The other things that helped a lot were the encouragement of my team and also that I didn't want to shame myself by throwing up in front of my team.
Going forward, we're hoping that all of TMHQ makes a point to do the dry run together a few days before event day. Even Ashley. Training for that starts next week--until then, I'm on vacation in DC, trying to get in as much lounging, eating, and online shopping as possible. I think I am up to this challenge--after the dry run, I know I can do anything I set my mind to.
