|This was one hilly-ass course.|
|Running with the husband. There was a camera on the trail, |
(a wildlife-type camera!). Being the focused athletes
that we are, we never even saw it.
One of the coolest parts of the race was the group of Marines running with full rucksacks (30-50 pounds) who did the full nine miles. We passed a few of them at the end of the first mile - one of the guys was really struggling - two of his teammates were with him and one of the guys was asking him if he wanted to quit or give up his pack to someone else in the groups. He yelled out, "No, sir!!" and the other guy said, "Then get moving up this hill!" The rest of the group must have waited for him because they finished as a team, lead by two flag bearers. It was really cool to see.
|I am a member of the coveted Woodsy Pack because I was|
one of the first 100 people to sign up for the race. That
meant I got even more free shit. Score!!
So that's about it. If they hold this race again next year, I'm definitely signing up. And I'm going to do the full nine miles next time. Gotta test myself and see if I have the cojones to handle it.
Do you have any cojones-testing plans in your future? Let's hear 'em! (The plans, not the cojones.)