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28th-Oct-2012 05:47 pm - My fuzzy helmet
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On Saturday, I did the Northern California Warrior Dash, a 5K race with obstacles. Most of which involve mud or barbed wire.

The night before the race, I packed a duffel bag with all the necessities: 2 plastic garbage bags (for transporting muddy clothes), clean clothes to change into after the race, water, a couple of protein bars, a couple of bandaids, a bandana, and a CD with a carefully selected playlist of heavy metal songs designed to turn the drive to Hollister into a motivational experience. (If you have Spotify, you can hear the playlist here: http://open.spotify.com/user/1252395671/playlist/5fkg1vM4Uej55zD1rRxj8f)

When you arrive at a Warrior Dash, it looks more like a fairground than a typical 5K race. There's music playing, tents selling beer and food, people wandering around in costume. (Best costume I saw was a guy dressed as Conan the Barbarian, complete with an inflatable muscle suit. I don't know if he ran the race dressed like that.) And, of course, a steady trickle of dazed-looking muddy people coming off the finish line.

I found my friend, Dario, who was the only person crazy enough to be talked into doing this race with me. We posed for a few pre-race photos taken by Dario's wife Linda, and made our way to the starting line.
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It really was a blast. The cameraderie and the sheer sense of fun were great, and the obstacles added variety and challenge without being too difficult or scary. I will definitely do another obstacle run.

When I got home, I took my muddy clothes out into the back yard, tossed everything that wasn't salvageable into the trash bin, and hosed down everything else. Then I bundled those clothes and the ones I'd changed into into the washing machine, and myself into a long hot shower.

A day later, I feel pretty great, although I have a variety of exciting-looking bruises from crawling and falling awkwardly on the cargo net. Maybe I should wear long sleeves for the next couple of days to avoid awkward assumptions.
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