What a weekend! I spent the weekend at my parents house watching the boys while they headed to PA to help Ryan and Chelsey move into their 1st house!
Kipper and I went on a lot of walks, one being at a local pond trail.
We also layed in the lawn, read, and played endless rounds of frisbee.
Saturday was an early night because I had an early wake-up call for the Foam Fest!
I ran the Foam Fest at Kimball Farm in Haverhill, MA with my neighbor, Lisa, my cousin, Nikki, and a few other people who Lisa rallied together. We ran in the 10:30 time slot, so we spent the prior hour hanging around, talking our game plan, and getting psyched up.
The start of the race was on a hill. In fact, our first mile was all up hill, and because we were on a farm, the terrain was hilly, uneven, and full of rocks. It was an obstacle without the obstacles!
Nikki and I had mixed feelings about the hill, and the race in general, but you couldn’t tell we were fearing for our lives in this picture, where I look like a human highlighter.
We probably ran .60 miles before reaching our first obstacle, which was a 5 foot wall. Next up was an 8 foot wall, which I happily skipped out on. I have a fear of heights when I’m not secured. Wasn’t happening.
We continued running up hill to a slip ‘n slide, foam pits, and the obstacle that gave me a panic attack; the cargo climb.
[Stolen from Janine]
Yup. Got to the top, no idea how, and I couldn’t move. Luckily, my teammates and a stranger next to me wouldn’t leave my side and coached me all the way down. I’m so glad that I completed this obstacle and so thankful for the kindness of people I had just met!
After almost dying on the cargo climb, we made our way through more foam pits and onto the lily pads. Good lord, another one that terrified me, but luckily I sprinted across it without wiping out. Woo!
We then were welcomed by the mud crawl under electric wires. A few of my teammates got zapped, including Lisa in her ass. I was following her technique, until I decided I wanted to go faster. I just started worming/sliding my body through the thick mud and cleared the wires without a single zap.
We then had to climb down a super muddy 20 foot steep decline hill with the aid of a single rope. By the time I reached the bottom, only my backside looked like a highlighter. And no, I’m not wearing a glove, my hand is just that caked with mud.
Look at the mud caked to our thighs!
After the mud decline, we had 2 obstacles left. The death drop, which was the most anticipated, and the final slip ‘n’ slide. Unfortunately, of the 3 slides, with 2 lanes (totaling 6 total lanes), only 1 was working, which resulted in a long-ass line that was over an hour wait!
[Again from J$]
We were told if we skipped it and went on to the slip ‘n’ slide, that we’d get $20 taken off next years race. We took the money and ran.
Ran through this bad boy.
The race was brutal, but it was awesome. I loved our team and cannot wait to race it next year with them, hopefully with the addition of my other cousins!
I really loved the race, and it was set up pretty well, but my only complaint, which is big, is that we only saw ONE photographer throughout the entire race. What?! Really?? I also wish they gave us a bottle of water after the race like any other race does. We got dixie cups and then had to spend $2 for a bottle if we wanted to. Again. What?! It was 90 degrees out and after running 3 miles of hills, a bottle of water would’ve been nice, especially since we paid $77 to race!
Have you ever run an obstacle race? If so, which one and would you do another?
I will never run a different obstacle race, but I will do the Foam Fest again. I don’t need any more torture than what I’ve already been through.