I apologize for the delay in announcing the raffle winner. This has been a very busy weekend, and there was no way I was doing anything but sleeping when I got home last yesterday. My sister-in-law, Rachel, and her husband, Tyler are visiting this weekend, and we’ve been going non-stop since they got here. Saturday we had fun on the boat and jet skis out on the river (I’ll post about that later), and yesterday we did the Warrior Dash.
Without further ado, let me announce the winner of the raffle. Thank you to everyone who entered the raffle and/or donated money to St. Jude! Your generosity will go a long way toward helping to save lives. There were 21 raffle entries. I assigned numbers based on order of entry. The winner, chosen by random number generator is
That means that Michelle is the winner. I’ll send the dress out to you ASAP.
Thanks again to everyone who participated in the raffle and/or generously donated to St. Jude’s Children’s Hospital! The total amount raised for St. Jude through Southern Maryland participants in the Warrior Dash was $174,035.
Now, for the details of the Warrior Dash.
I finished Alex’s purple shorts yesterday, right at the last minute, while he was out at the shop. The shirt I thought was purple at the thrift store, turned out to be blue (I really struck out on that one). So, he wasn’t in an all-purple outfit, as planned.
Anyway, when Alex got home we made our way out to Budds Creek to meet everyone else. Unfortunately, we didn’t leave ourselves enough time, and the line for parking was long. So we didn’t get to the registration table until about fifteen minutes before the race.
Like a complete idiot, I misplaced my I.D. I sprinted back to the car to look for it, but didn’t find it (only after the race did I realize that I had put my wallet in the glove box for some reason). I was a bit panicky and sad. At first, I didn’t think I’d be able to participate in the dash, but my husband said I just had to go to a special tent for approval. There were less than ten minutes left when I finally got my number and timing chip.
So, with just a couple of minutes to spare, we took a few before pictures
and made our way to the start line.
At the start of the race, nobody could do anything but walk because there were too many people and there was a horrible bottleneck. Once we got past that initial bottleneck, there was a chance to run for it.
We hit mud right away, and some people next to me were somersaulting into the mud puddles and splashing everyone with mud. My shoes immediately soaked up the mud. They started to pull off every time I took a step, and we were less than a half mile into the race. At one point, I couldn’t get out of the deepest part of the mud, and a girl was kind enough to pull me up to the more solid part of the trail.
People were generally very courteous and friendly. It was so enjoyable to do something like this with a group of people. I was smiling almost the whole time. There were even several participants who were encouraging me along the way. They thought I was a bumblebee (which makes perfect sense), so throughout the race I heard, “Go, bumblebee!” Haha!
The first obstacle was difficult for short people. We were still in the mud and we had to climb over barricades that were about chest height for Rachel and I.
Then we hit a cargo net wall like the one in the picture below. It was a lot higher than I expected. I was just glad that nobody fell.
We quickly figured out that you spend a lot of time standing around waiting for your turn at the obstacles. One obstacle–a giant slide–had a wait time of more than five minutes.
There were some obstacles that gave the shorter people an advantage, like crawling under barbed wire and logs. Sometimes Rachel and I didn’t even have to crawl like many others, we only had to crouch.
Many of the obstacles involved climbing. I don’t have a lot of upper body strength, so those were the most difficult ones for me.
About half way through the race, we hit a lot of hills. They made the run more interesting, but it was painful running them, especially since we were all so sore from riding jet skis and tubing all day Saturday.
Tyler crossed the finish line first of the four of us. I battled the stinky, disgusting mud hole after him. Then, Rachel and Alex made their way through the mud hole to the finish. The mud was very difficult to sludge through. Anyone who stopped moving for too long, probably found it almost impossible to get through.
The course was a bit more difficult than we had expected, but we had a blast!
We survived the Warrior Dash!