I have always been terrified of being chased. Even when it's by people I know. My kids running after me can be terrifying. Tag has never been a favorite game. As a kid, my siblings and I would run circles around the trampoline. All of a sudden I would feel as if I were being chased and what else was to do but lie down and die in the middle of the tramp. (Yes I'm dramatic, and apparently I would not be much of a fighter in a dire situation.)
Signing up for a 5k obstacle race that includes zombies chasing after me seemed like a totally reasonable thing to do. Right?
Well I'm not always reasonable, so I paid money to run and have zombies chase me.
Alive, well, and ready to run from zombies.
My friend Jessamyn and I ran the Running Dead 5k. After running through the initial pack of zombies I wasn't nearly as scared. They would only chase you for a second then would give up. (Maybe they need to try a more nutritional diet. I'm not sure human guts are giving them the energy they need.)
Anyway, the race was on a cold, rainy day and the course was almost entirely on muddy trails. Between running for my life through packs of zombies and trying to get through the muddy sludge, we spent a lot of time walking. (Interval training, right?)
Overall I had a good time, but I'm kind of looking forward to a regular, timed race where I just have to think about running and nothing else.
Jessamyn and I get our Youtube fame at 1:04 and are featured again at the end!
Oh, and Jessamyn's and my kids had an amazing time with the babysitter making "elephant toothpaste" and making it rain from shaving cream clouds.
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