5 girls, 6.2 miles, and one bloody knee.
we did it. mud run 2008. i feared for it. i dreaded it. and while we were driving there, i felt that everyone had bigger calf muscles than me. but we made it through without dying. and even though three days later i’m still having trouble regaining control over my theigh muscles (trying going down the stairs), i’m proud that i completed it. sure, maybe i should have trained (this thought entered my head about a mile into the run) but “rambo”-ing it is just so much more fun. and i have to thank alice, michelle, carissa & kristin for running with me, cause if it was just me by myself, i would have stopped at the first marker, popped a beer open and just kicked it with the marines. plus, i busted my knee on the first wall i had to scale and ran the remainder of the race with blood dripping down my leg. it felt good to look like a bad ass (even if i couldn’t walk the next day.) so who knows? maybe the nike run for women half-marathon is next? (i’ll train for that one, of course)

i think my face says it all…
we mustered up our last ounce of energy to take this photo…
