Coming Back as a Veteran

The racing season hasn't exactly started off with a bang. After missing the Spartan SoCal due to weather and air traffic control (thanks Philly!), I'm now faced with an unpleasantly cold Winter Death Race.

Well, that's what I signed up for, right? Fair point. Last year the Winter Death Race was held a month later--beginning of March, and it was a particularly balmy weekend (need I remind you of the sports bra burpee pics? No. Thank God. Because I can't get over those either). I went in scared out of my mind, with no idea what to expect.

A Racing Year in Review: The Tippity Top

So the world didn't end today, though judging by the looks of the weather outside here in Chicago, it may still choose to do so. I guess that means that we'll make it to 2013 and another year of racing will commence. The end of the year is always littered with the "best of", "year in review" or the "top 10" lists from various outlets, my favorite being this one from The Onion. So if a lemur can have its place in a year in review list, I sure as hell can write my own about my racing year. Right? Right? Obviously, all of these highlights will involve yours truly, so call me self-important or egotistical, but I certainly can't write about it if I wasn't there, so deal with it. Without further ado, the inaugural 2012 "Amelia's Top 16 Moments in Obstacle/Adventure Racing"* (and challenges, to encompass GoRuck and S.E.R.E.)

[*Because Top 10 lists are so cliche.]

WTM Commandments Revisited: One Year Later

You all can blame WTM 2011 for me entering into the blogosphere. It's because of that race that you feel obliged to read my unimportant and trivial ramblings. Post-WTM last year, I sat down a wrote four posts on the Ten Commandments of WTM (you can find them here, here, here, and here).

Finally had no problems
with the rings

But this year's race was a whole different animal than last year. So did these Commandments hold up? Or, now, in my infinite wisdom (after being at this for less than a year), have I committed sacrilege by violating my own commandments?

Day After World's Toughest Mudder Hangover

No, not like booze hangover. I wish. Back to work, back to the grind, and thanking the higher powers I'm a desk jockey. Sitting is the only thing that doesn't kill me right now. I need a dog to go fetch my print jobs from the copier.

I always like to mull over races for a few days to let it all sink in and organize my thoughts, so that will happen at some point.

But let's get to the not-so-important and meaningful things: the "random thoughts" edition. So in no particular order:

The Gearwhore Edition: Cold-Weather Racing

Goodbye, warm-weather racing

It's that time of year again. The time when I dig out my boxed up hats, gloves, snow boots, and full-length down coat. The time when I mournfully put away my bikinis and sundresses. The time when the box is freezing for the 6am WOD. And the time when racing becomes a whole lot more...painful.

Gone are the days of racing in spandex shorts and a sports bra. The days of beanies, smart wool, compression gear, and yes--wetsuits, have arrived.

F*ck.

How World's Toughest Mudder Ruined My Life

Excelling at 2nd, again. Actually, this
was the beginning of excelling at 2nd.

The second ever World's Toughest Mudder is rapidly approaching on November 17th. It's not technically a perfect one-year anniversary, since TMHQ moved the race up a month this year, but on that day, it will be 11 months since the beginning.

The beginning, you say? Ah yes, the beginning of the descent into the world of obstacle racing, adventure racing, endurance racing, and all kinds of idiocy.

The Trouble with R&R

It's "Active Recovery Week" here at my Crossfit box, and I am irrationally angry about it.

Burpee rest is the best

All I want to do is throw heavy shit around. I wake up cranky. I go to bed cranky. I'm pissy-pants at every turn. Just give me a barbell and a hero WOD and no one gets hurt.

Perhaps it's this mental/emotional breakdown relating to a bit of rest and recovery is showing me that, of anyone, I need it the most.