|I miss mountains and open spaces|
Two regular Tough Mudders led to the inaugural World's Toughest Mudder in Englishtown, New Jersey. There, of close to 1000 competitors to start at 10am on a Saturday morning, I was one of the 10 finishers 24 hours later, and 2nd in women (granted, only two women finished). As my friends, family, and co-workers will say, this was the beginning of my downfall. I was hooked.
At that time, no one even knew what to call these races. Three plus years later, we've decided on "obstacle racing," and I've decided I'm in it for the long haul. Multiple Death Race finishes, winning the 2013 Spartan Race World Championships, and being crowned World's Toughest Mudder in both 2012 and 2014, I've been blessed and lucky to do it all. "In season," you'll find me racing somewhere around the country as often as work will allow.
But I'm not a professional athlete. I don't make a living doing this. In fact, in "real" life, I'm at a desk for 12 hours a day as an attorney. Perhaps this is what drives my need to get out there and kick my own ass in whatever hours I have free. It's why I'm up at 4:00am every morning, heading off to train. I'm out there, finding adventure in the urban jungle.
|Photo credit: Marcus Smith|