Warrior Dash

This past weekend I participated in an interesting event called Warrior Dash. For those of you not familiar with Warrior Dash, it's a 5k race/competition with numerous obstacles littering the course. Some of the obstacles are simple (like running over bales of hay), some of the obstacles are very difficult (like climbing up 20 feet of mesh rope), and some of the obstacles are very dirty (like crawling under real barbed wire through a pit of mud), but all of it was fantastically fun. For those of you who don't have facebook (dad), here are some photos showing the reason my legs are now covered in bruises and I'm still washing mud from crevices of my body I didn't know I had. (sorry for the visual)

The Warrior Dash Welcome banner.

One of the first obstacles: climbing under barbed wire and over several walls.
I'm pretty sure this is where I got most of my bruises.





Being a warrior isn't just about being hairy, donning cool costumes, and low octave grunts...
No. You have to be agile too with excellent balance. This was a rather daunting obstacle.




This was by far one of the dirtiest obstacles. A awkwardly warm tent filled with lots of warm, mushy mud that smelled a bit like cow poo, and no light so you had to "feel" your way through it on your hands and knees. Nevermind that you might bump your head on the bum of the person in front of you.





Of course, there is running over fire.
Next year I may plan on dressing up as the Marshmallow Stay Puft Man and convince two friends to dress up as a bar of chocolate and a graham cracker JUST for this obstacle.




There was also no shortage of interesting people and their costumes.
This sexy bachelor later got up on stage and booty danced to the gag reflex of all watching.






Little did they know we were right behind them...





I got a picture with a very impressively dressed warrior. I love costumes :)





Additionally, we were supplied with little warrior hats. Fuzzy, horned, comfortable.
What more could I ask for?






True to form, I did not back down from an opportunity to be weird. I gave myself a black eye, facial scars, and a uni-brow. I imagine that for the exception of Xena, Warrior Princess and Eowyn from L.O.T.R., most warrior women were very hairy and brute.





Last but not least, a warrior woman must end her day with a large piece of meat.