About a month ago, I told The Hero that running wasn't that much fun anymore.
Hitting my treadmill three to four times a week just wasn't cutting it.
He suggested maybe we up the ante just a bit.
I don't play poker, so I really had no idea what he was talking about.
He suckered a few friends into joining us and we headed off early on a Saturday morning.
To a field.
While being covered in mud.
Yeah. That's what I said.
We ran our first mud run.
This was what we looked like at 9:00a.m.
This was us just 45 minutes later.
We laughed and laughed and had the best Saturday morning
I've had in a long time.
Running just got a little more fun,
and compared to doing it in the mud,
it also became a lot easier.