TK1 Tina’s Blog – She’s A Warrior!
I AM A WARRIOR
I have been on vacation at the beach relaxing, enjoying my kids, bathing in the sun, toes in the sand. Most individuals take their last day of vacation to relax before heading back to the grind. I guess another reason I’m not normal, I choose to participate in the Warrior Dash in Windom, N.Y. Here is the description on the WD per their website:
A mud-crawling, fire-leaping, extreme 5k run from hell. Warriors conquer extreme obstacles, push their limits and celebrate with music, beer and Warrior helmets.
Why? That was and still is the million dollar question-and let me tell you a bit about Windom; it is a ski resort- and yes we went UP the ski slope. UP, UP, and UP!
The next part I am going to tell you about my personal experience; everyone has their own…and this is mine.
We started at the 10 am heat. There are 650 people that start off every half hour, which is a lot of Warriors. We start out straight up the hill might I add; and about a quarter mile in; I wanted to give up my friends P and W didn’t want me too. They had hope in me. But deep down I knew I had to go at my own pace and didn’t want to hold them back as I know they had personal goals as well.
They went on; I decided to sit and through myself a pity party, cried, cried and then shook it off and reminded myself the original goal—JUST FINISH. I didn’t care how long it took me; I just wanted to do it. As I was slowly walking up the hill the water guy stopped and asked me if I was going to go on-I said confidently YES. He replied “Good for you-it doesn’t matter if it takes you all day.” Why, yes sir you are correct.
Once I got to the first obstacle I was a little more excited, pumped me up a little and covered me in some mud. And the hill came again…would this mountain EVER end, then another
obstacle and so on. I kept saying to myself “One foot in front of the other; my own pace, my own time.” When I thought we couldn’t go any higher because I was pretty sure I could talk to god we finally started the downhill part. Needless to say with all the water and mud it was very slippery and I did fall a few times; once on my butt, secondly butt over my head…down the hill. (Its ok to laugh I was the whole time)
I met some really cool people along the way; everyone supported each other and helped; and as you can see the hot pink shirts were not so much after! P and W finished about 30 minutes before me, which in my book isn’t as bad as I thought. Again, I didn’t care about time like other people there I just wanted to prove to myself I could do it. And I did.
At the end I couldn’t find my group, once I found J (P’s hubby) he goes where have you been…I replied “I finished” he started to laugh-and I guess I got this look on my face, he then says “I can’t believe they thought you gave up.” I told him the story and he reply’s “A Big Slice of Humble Pie” Indeed a big slice.
• Am I proud of myself? Absolutely
• Did I cry more than once during that day? Yes (a pity party and finish).
I DID IT; I AM A WARRIOR!
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