Early Morning

I decided to do something different since I knew that this would be a fun run. I might as well ruck my first Tough Mudder.

So I packed some brick bags into my Rucker instead of a plate because of electroshock therapy. Once I got everything ready, I left my house and headed towards the events.

Once, I arrived and got out of the car. I got hit with a cold breeze, and holy shit, wasn’t it windy over here. I was glad I brought that windbreaker.

I checked in then went to the information booth because I didn’t know if they allowed bags onto the field.  

He said yes.

So I went off and started my warm-up. A few minutes later, I headed off to the start line.

Courses

These obstacles were all new to me. I knew that some of them required teamwork.

The crawling obstacles beat up my knees, and blood ran down my leg. I enjoyed the teamwork throughout some of the courses.

Pitfall was a team effort because your foot would sink up to your calves. One person would get up and pull the other. Damn, I had a lot of fun in that course.

The one that gave me the most trouble was the cage crawl because I decided to take off my rucksack and pull it with me.

One of the worst mistakes I made that day.

Once I got in the water and under that fence. I thought my rucksack would sink, but no damn thing was like a life vest. So, I had only one hand to pull myself forward.

I kept on sinking and struggling to breathe. I was glad when I made it out of that course.

When I approached the Arctic Enema, I stopped and took a few seconds to take it in because I knew I would hate it.

So I got in this damn ice bath as I dunked my head to get to the other side of this wall. My rucksack got stuck on the other side.

I was freezing my ass off.

I had to dunk my head again and push my bag down to go under this wall. I knew after this that the next obstacle would probably be worse than this.

Electroshock therapy was something else.

I knew I wouldn’t be able to run through it with this rucksack. So my new buddy and I decided to walk straight through it.

Holy Shit, Man!

When I got shocked for the first time. I said Son Of Bitch. I knew at that moment that I would never forget this experience. Each time I got shocked, I felt it mostly in my calves, and my leg almost gave out halfway through the course.

The End

I had fun though and met new people throughout the way. I volunteer later that day.