That Morning
I woke up at 4 am.
I got everything ready, wrapped my ankle, and put on compression knee sleeves. Going into this race, my knee caps were worn out due to yesterday’s rucking session.
I left around 6 am because I knew it would be an hour’s drive.
Course Thoughts
The race started, and the first obstacle was the 4-foot wall. Once you pass it, the trail becomes very compact.
That’s where I lost my shoe because someone stepped on it. I had to hurry my ass up and put on my shoes.
I was holding up a lot of people. You only had like 1 foot of space to run through. You had a fence on your left and a medium-size bush on the right.
However, this won’t be the last time I lost my shoe in this race.
After completing the Olympus, I headed the wrong way, and almost did the penalty looped. The two obstacles I failed were the Hercules Hoist and the Spear Throw.
The issue I had with the hoist was lifting it. At the Spear Throw, I overshot it and ran the penalty loop.
The second time I lost my shoes was at a mud pit. I was walking through the mud, and my left foot got stuck. So I tried to remove it, and my foot slipped out of my shoe.
I tried to put it back on but fuck my luck.
I lost my balance and placed my foot in the mud. You got to be fucking kidding me. Once I passed that mud pit.
I had one shoe on and a muddy sock. I knew if I placed my shoe back, on the inside shoe would be covered in rocky mud. At that very moment, I was like fuck it.
So I remove my muddy sock and place it in my chest pocket. After that, I continue with the next course.
Finishing
I had fun; however, might as well run this shit barefoot next time.
