So I finally got my first run out of the way. Since injuring my knee in training last year, I hadn't really worked out at all until thursday of last week. I ran 3 miles and, eventhough I thought it was going to be hell, it ended up being the best run I've had in a long time. Ok, it's the only run I've had in a long time, but still, it wasn't as awful as I thought it was.
I ran at Osprey Point, and it could not have been more beautiful. My run consisted of an up and back along a single lane road through woods and on the bay. During the run, I ran by horses, deer, and thousands of geese. It was beautiful, serene, and wonderful.
The first workout on the road to the Tough Mudder was amazing and zen. It is a perfect contrast to the race that looks to be the exact opposite.
In other news, I found several other crazy people that want to get in on the race too. I'm not so sure that most of them will end up actually doing it, but I do know that I have one definite!
Cheers,
Brent
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