Families-They Can Be What You Make Them
We landed in Atlanta for what we thought might just be a few months, and then that turned into more than that, and has expanded into a year plus.
We originally signed up at the closest gym, X3 Sports, because it was convenient. When we had to find our next place to live, we based it in large part on the gym we had joined because they had become like family.
"Extreme Races"
I've been racing in what are considered "extreme races" for several years now. I did one of the first Tough Mudders and before that a Muddy Buddy and even before that a 10k obstacle course known as the MOUNTAIN WARFARE TRAINING CHALLENGE back in 2008.
This would be the first time I ran with a team. And the first time my daughter Skye would be racing alongside.
I have to admit, at times I was a little frustrated by the slow pace and felt a bit hemmed in, but those feelings were far outweighed by the camaraderie that we shared.
Beyond that was the enormous amount of pride I had for Skye for participating in the race and then for keeping up with the team of adults. She very well may have been the youngest girl on the course that day.
I will post more pics and clips, but what follows gives a good idea of the "muddy" part of the course. The clip is a bit long, but barely begins to equate what it felt like to actually be there and slog through the muddy mess.
We landed in Atlanta for what we thought might just be a few months, and then that turned into more than that, and has expanded into a year plus.
We originally signed up at the closest gym, X3 Sports, because it was convenient. When we had to find our next place to live, we based it in large part on the gym we had joined because they had become like family.
"Extreme Races"
I've been racing in what are considered "extreme races" for several years now. I did one of the first Tough Mudders and before that a Muddy Buddy and even before that a 10k obstacle course known as the MOUNTAIN WARFARE TRAINING CHALLENGE back in 2008.
This would be the first time I ran with a team. And the first time my daughter Skye would be racing alongside.
I have to admit, at times I was a little frustrated by the slow pace and felt a bit hemmed in, but those feelings were far outweighed by the camaraderie that we shared.
Beyond that was the enormous amount of pride I had for Skye for participating in the race and then for keeping up with the team of adults. She very well may have been the youngest girl on the course that day.
I will post more pics and clips, but what follows gives a good idea of the "muddy" part of the course. The clip is a bit long, but barely begins to equate what it felt like to actually be there and slog through the muddy mess.
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