Sunday, September 29, 2013

Pretty Girl Mud Run

My girlfriend Amanda talked me into entering the Pretty Girl Mud Run this past Saturday. I heard about these said mud runs and I originally agreed to do it (one) because it was weeks away and (two) at the time it sounded like great fun. The day of the race both of the boys had baseball games and birthday parties. I had to write the schedule out for Brian, text friends to make sure carpools were in place and have everyone dressed and packed before I could walk out the door at 8:30 a.m.; I was exhausted before Amanda even picked me up. I also remembered that I hated to be wet, cold, and muddy, my idea of "roughing it" is the Holiday Inn. Then Amanda walked in my house in her 80's rock star outfit complete with a headband and green leopard print pants, how could I not be a little pumped?

As we drove in the car, Amanda admitted that she also questioned if she wanted to do the race. She has three kids and making this race fit into the family schedule was not an easy undertaking. However, once we were on the road leaving our mommy lives behind us, it felt like we should have done this a long time ago. 

The race course was like a giant birthday party for grown women with water slides into mud pits, bubbles and bridges, rope courses and hurdles, and truckloads of mud. I laughed a lot, I fell a few times, I rolled in mud and surprisingly loved how it felt to move through it. I felt strong, as though I was given a free pass to be a kid again, to run fast, to jump and climb, to crawl and cannonball and get dirty just because I can.

Many runners were dressed up in costumes. Amanda and I discussed our next year's costumes as we ran. Thelma and Louise, Wonder Woman and Shera, Jem and the Holograms (circa 1985, for those of you who may be too young to remember), the possibilities of bad ass ladies are endless. But for this race, we were just us, and that was bad ass enough. 

Love & Light,
Stacy





And a few recent photos.


 Nolan at the Children's Museum last week.




Sweet treats and quiet places.






The best view from my kitchen window today.

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