It is a muddy, fierce, warrior-like trek. Clearly marked only for the mighty. Which--- in the case of my OB ---does not include pregnant women. We are our own type of mighty, I guess.
This weekend, we headed out east to cheer on our AWESOME neighbors as they competed in the Central Texas warrior dash. This course looked so much fun. In the 5K, competitors climb walls, cross rivers, climb through mud and jump over fire... in the end you are hosed down cattle call style. Afterwards, you can feast on turkey legs, beer and dance to some good ole' rock... a perfect combination for warriors.
We couldn't be more proud of our "warriors"... they did have quite the fan club!
Please note, that not one person in this race started off with a brown shirt.