Last May, the Dogtor and Dogtor Sr (OPA) ran the Tough Mudder on Mount Snow - 11 miles of military obstacles, a fundraiser for the Wounded Warrior Project. I was 37 weeks pregnant, and I promised myself that a year later I would run that race.
And I did.
Last Saturday we inched on our bellies through small, muddy tunnels, jumped into sub-40 degree water, hiked ridiculous inclines, army crawled under barbed wire, carried logs, all with mud to our knees. The video above is of our finish, running through dangling live wires while leaping over hay bales.
My body still hurts. My forearms are scratched. My knee is upset with me. But we had an incredible time, mostly because we had an incredible team.
I was not tall enough for the monkey bars. I was unable to move after dropping 15 feet into freezing water, and it took me 3 tries to sprint up the half pipe into the Dogtor's waiting arms. But Bebe F was on the sidelines cheering for me, and she was watching.