You kiss your Mudder with that mouth?

There is no way to tell you our tale without having you go blind from reading white words on a black background, so I’ll keep it as short as possible and stick to the highlights of one of our most awesome adventures ever – The Tough Mudder!

The final count for the entrants on Saturday turned out to be roughly 7,000, and there were about 500 or so in every heat. Our heat was the last to go and got off at 1pm. This turned out to be a blessing in disguise because the weather was amazing and we were actually getting HOT standing around waiting to go. We sang the national anthem and thanked the soldiers standing around us for their service. It was very moving and I teared up a couple of times.  Our good friend PJ told us he was coming to the race to take pictures but I couldn’t find him anywhere. His wife is due to give birth to their first little girl in a couple of weeks, so I wasn’t sure if she decided to come early and he had to turn around to go welcome his little sweetie. However, as we were kneeling and saying the TM pledge, I looked up and saw his familar face grinning ear to ear. It was so great to have someone there to cheer us on! We got up, yelled a couple “hoo-rahs!” and then counted down to the start. After some loud bangs, a lot of orange smoke and dust everywhere, we finally started our 12.5 mile, 32 obstacle trek through insanity.

The first obstacle was a belly crawl under barbed wire through a mud puddle. After going through, we thought, “What the heck did we get ourselves in to!?” The second obstacle of the course was the Chernobyl Jacuzzi – the ICE bath. I was sure we would be fine since we dove in ice cold water for one of our training sessions when we visited mom over Christmas. Well…I couldn’t have been more wrong. We jumped in to the ice filled water and I immediately started hyperventilating…it was the coldest freaking water ever.  I came up on the other side after going under the divider and a guy behind me pushed me up and out onto the platform. I’m so glad he did because I would have been flailing in there for a while otherwise. We both stumbled down the ladder to the ground where I slipped around in the mud like a drunk woman. PJ was laughing his ass off and snapping away on his camera. We were able to get moving again and after about 5 minutes we got a second wind and picked up our pace.

We crawled through muddy tunnels, jumped over logs, carried peices of railroad ties, walked across beams that hovered over water, climbed over 8 and 10 foot walls and ran through deep puddles of mud. At about the 10 mile marker my knees started to ache. I think it’s because our pace slowed down. The 6th to last obstacle was walking the plank – jumping from a 20 foot platform into a pool of muddy water. I hadn’t felt cold throughout the course, but after this obstacle I started feeling a little chilly. The problem was I couldn’t run fast enough to get my body temp back up and we had to wait in line at the rest of the obstacles after that. My hands started getting cold and I could feel the strength in my arms dissapearing. I made it up the half pipe with no problem but then came the monkey bars. I got through about 4 and then splashed down in the water. Tommy totally killed that obstacle and made it all the way across without batting an eye. We finally made it to the finish line, only to wait for at least 50 people to go before us. When it was finally our turn, we linked arms with some other people around us to make a group big enough to try and get through the live wires without too much pain. I yelled “1 – 2 – 3 GO!” and a group of 6 of us charged through the water. I made it about 5 feet and took a shock right to my forehead that reverberated through my jaw and made the fillings in my teeth feel like they fell out. It dropped all of us and then next thing I knew I was face down in the muddy water surrounded by people cursing and screaming. It was total chaos! I saw Tommy try to get up and make a break for the end only to be hit in the head with a shock that dropped him right back in the mud. It was actually pretty hysterical and we belly crawled under the wires to make it out to the muddy finish. A girl smiled and stretched the coveted orange bands our heads. WE DID IT!! However, I was completely delerious because I was freezing.

We went to the shower area to hose off and I could barely move. I was shaking uncontrollably and my hips were killing me. After hosing down, Tommy said he was going to get the car and I should try and go find a foil blanket to put over me and try and get warm. I went to the med tent to ask for one and a girl inside told me to come in and sit down. Then suddenly there were several people around me showering me with these blankets and shoving hot water bottles in my hands. After a couple minutes, another girl came over and took my temperature. At about that time PJ came in and asked if I was OK. I thought I was fine but after getting a temperature reading that kept fluctuating between 94.1 and 94.4 I realized I was hypothermic! After about 15 minutes, PJ said that Tommy had the car ready and he escorted me to it. We said good bye to PJ and hauled ass for the hotel. The heater was on full blast as were my seat warmers and I was starting to feel better.

When we finally got to the hotel, it took an hour and a half between the two of us to get all the mud out of places that it never should have been!!! Ha! After cleaning up, we went and got some dinner and then came back to the hotel. At about 9pm we went down and soaked in the hot tub for an hour. It was Heaven! We both slept really well that night and the following morning didn’t feel too bad. My knee was swollen and my hips were a little sore but other than that, we were good.

After getting home and reminiscing about the whole thing, we decided that we were hooked. So to Grandpa and Keto – I know we told you there was no way in hell that we would be doing another one of these things any time soon, but I think we’re obsessed. We’ve signed up for the July race in VT when we go see Holly and Scott!! Yowza! Yes we’re crazy but we really can’t wait to do it again. The most satisfying thing about this race was that we trained our butts off and it totally paid off in the end. Hopefully we can kick ass again in July!

Kneeling down and listening to the Emcee
Finding PJ
Singing the National Anthem
Counting down
Ready to run
Coming up to the ice bath after a belly crawl through the mud
This is what we're jumping into...
Stepping up

Jumping in

Tommy's face says it all
Soaked and FREEZING
I could barely move

Trying to get through the mud
Jumping over dead cars
Quick feet
Some of the characters in the race
HOT
What the hell?
This was the plank we had to jump off of...super high!
Coming up to the Berlin walls...PJ lost us through the middle of the course
I think this was about mile 10
Getting a bump from Tommy

Tommy made it over with no problem
Heel hook

Getting over the second wall

Slip and slide - these were supposed to be live wires, but neither of us got shocked
Doing a belly hump crawl thing...

Tommy doing a scoot slide

Over the cargo net

Trying to run across

Mud bath
Making our way to the mud hill

Thank God a couple thousand people had gone before us and made some steps

Time for the halfpipe - Once again we got lucky as they throw oil on this thing to grease it up but by this time it was mostly gone
"Go get 'em Tommy!"
Going for it
No problem

My turn

Finally
Monkey bar time
I just couldn't hold on...

Falling into the radioactive sludge
Shut down - and now I'm realllllly cold
Tommy's go

Tearing it up
All the way
Watching some people ahead of us get owned
Freezing my ass off and not looking forward to this...

Grouping together
The final charge!

Everything's a blur - somehow I got a face full of mud!

War paint
Chaos!!
What a mess!

We freaking did it...
Getting our headbands
Brrrr...
Tommy grabbing some grub
Yummy
Don't forget the beer!
Giving a big smile to our buddy
Cheers!
Shower time
Not working very well
Trying to warm up in the medical tent
Right before our shower
We're going to try and salvage our shoes...

 

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