But I really wanted to tell you about one really cool thing that happened last week... The Dirty Girl Mud Run. The Dirty Girl is a 3 mile "mud run" for women, which benefits the breast cancer charity, BrightPink. There are several reasons why I wanted to do this.
1. I really wanted to support this charity, and to run in memory of my cousin, Mary, who was taken from this earth too soon, after a fierce battle with breast cancer.
2. I just turned 43. I'm not getting any younger, and I've always wanted to try something like this. I've written here about my battles with trying to get fit, and I felt that this would be a good way to challenge myself a bit physically.
3. Also related to getting older... I (like most people) have a lot of mental hang ups which hold me back from doing things. I'm working on facing some of the fears I have, and trying to learn to push beyond my comfort zone. I felt this run would be a cool way to stretch and grow.
Now that it's over I can say that I'm very glad that I did it! It turned out to be WAY easier than I expected, physically. It's not a timed race, and the whole environment was very supportive. My goal was simply to get through all the obstacles without taking any of the detours. I had some great teammates with me... my two cousins (Mary's daughters) and a friend.
While I did not find the course to be too physically challenging, there were two obstacles that freaked me out a bit... one was going down a HUGE slide, into a pool of muddy water. I have OCD and a fear of germs, so I was a little weirded out that the mud would get up in my nose and mouth. I wasn't fearful of crawling through the mud, but splashing into it at high speed made me a little nervous. I was afraid of the lack of control, because going down a big, wet, slippery slide you are truly at the mercy of physics, and you just have to go with it. I don't do well when I feel out of control. I did it, though... and it was actually fun! The other scary obstacle was this mesh/net thing that was about 12 feet high that we had to climb up, over and down. I am terrified of heights, and although it really wasn't ~that~ high, by most standards, for me, it was! I don't even like ladders! I was VERY tempted to take the detour, but my team was cheering me on, and with my heart beating loudly in my ears, I somehow managed to get up and over without passing out. It felt great to get back to the bottom, but it felt even better to know that I faced a fear successfully.
I feel really great about this experience, and I want to continue to challenge myself personally and physically, while I still can! Next up, I will be participating in Mudderella in September. I have also made myself the promise to continue to do things that scare me just a little (Quitting my job has been a big one!) Life is short, and I want to live it with no regrets.
|Our team, post-run. Muddy but happy!|