Eda's World

This is a picture of us after the race. From the left: Me, Sarah is on my back, Liz is next to me with Kim on her back, and next to her is Sarah's hubby Brian with Liz's brother Shorty on his back. "I am sooooooooo outta my league!" That was what I was thinking as I dragged my ass up the first hill in Tough Mudder. Sweat slicked beautiful people poured around me as I trudged up the mountain. I knew it was going to be a haul. I knew I was going to have to face my fears. What I didn't know is if I would finish. I cried about four times on the cliffhanger, my hands buried in dirt, and leaning at an extreme angle to keep from sliding or falling backwards. There were three others perched on the hill. Shorty, a friend from workout, and the two girls I crossed the finish line with. I don't usually cry in front of other people. It was embarrassing , but I doubt they could tell if I was crying or struggling to breathe. It sounded about the same. Tough Mudder shook my c...

Wow. I can't fully express the craziness of Tough Mudder. I still can't believe I finished it. I couldn't even run a full mile and I walked/jogged/climbed 10 miles yesterday. We arrived Saturday night, and ate a crapload of spaghetti. There was a lot of chatter, but we settled down and were in bed by 11pm. We showed up at the parking lot of Snow Valley around 8:30am. It was like a concert, groups of people of showed up in matching tutus, shirts, and costumes. There were a plethora of mohawks especially for the race(there was an award for the best one). We gathered together before the race and took pictures. I hugged Scott, and my friends Zoey and Nick, who drove all the way from LA! We lined up behind an 8ft wooden wall, and waited for the signal to begin. We had to climb the wall to get to the pit. It was a team building moment. To have people sit on the wall and help pull people over who couldn't get over on their own. I bruised the shit out of my left hand doing the ...

I figured this deserved a blog. The day before the Mudder. I keep trying to flip the script in my head. This is going to be a blast, I have a team of great friends to do this with, it's like a field and track day at grade school, I'm gonna shine like a new penny and eat that course alive. Fuck, yeah! BWHAHAHAHA! I am so scared I want to puke! I bought a new pair of running pants, because apparently wet cotton becomes 10 grade sandpaper when it's wet. I've got sunblock, another bladder for my camelback, and running socks. But I don't have the ability to run long distances, do monkey bars, and I'm having a mild aneurysm over an obstacle called the 'arctic enema'. Don't know what it is, but it can't be good.... I'm booked today and due to leave by 6pm for the time share tonight. Scott is staying here and driving out tomorrow. It will be fun. Avalon was amazing fun. I can do this. I'm strong and I have stamina for days. I may run 20 minutes b...