Melly Was Here

wife, mother, teacher, runner, writer, lover, fighter

I Still Think We Would Survive the Real Thing

on December 16, 2012

Yesterday, Lance and I ran Run For Your Lives, a 5K obstacle course that you run while being chased by zombies.  Ok, not real zombies, other runners and zombie nerds dressed as zombies.

So much fun.  We didn’t live, though.  The zombies stole all of our flags.  I even got two back from zombies who liked my shirt, but I lost those too.  Some of those damn zombies are fast, which is an issue that is a topic for much debate.  Since there is safety in numbers, we found ourselves running the course with groups of people.  It came up.  Some said that real zombies would not be as fast as those chasing us, while some said that zombies are that fast.  If you can see in the pic, our shirts say, “Rule One: Cardio.”  I don’t think they would be fast as much as they would have endurance…because, you know, they don’t breathe, so they wouldn’t get out of breath.  The other zombie nerds agreed that was a good point.  I will say, it was fun to be among like minded people.

Anyways, it was a pretty average obstacle course with mud to run through, walls to climb and barbed wire to crawl under.  There were two electric shock obstacles.  Lance and I skipped them.  Thanks to the Tough Mudder, we feel we have had our share of electric shock and don’t need to prove anything.  And, I am scared to death of it now.   I got into trouble with the sprinting.  There were herds of zombies scattered through the course and you really had to sprint passed them.  I wasn’t prepared for that.  In retrospect, I wish I would have done some sprint work before the run.  I might have survived.  Also, I tended to separate from the pack of runners, going off to the side and making it easier for me to get picked off.  I will say, though, that after all my flags were gone, I had more fun.  I got to watch more and went hoarse from yelling things like, “Lance, run! You need to take care of the children!” and then laughing at myself.

My only criticism of the event is the lack of course officials.  There should have been more scattered through the course, enforcing the no touching rules.  There was a guy who actually grabbed Lance in a bear hug and took his last flag.  While I admire Lance from not giving the dude an elbow to the face, it really cast a bit of a shadow on the fun.  I could tell Lance was pissed and I don’t blame him.  I spoke to a friend’s husband who ran it and he knew exactly what guy I was talking about because he saw it happen too.  I wanted to go back to that part of the course and watch him.  If he did it again, I was going to report it.  But, Lance wanted to let it go.  There’s always one asshole, you know?

It was a good day.  I love that Lance and I have this one common interest.  We have been married a long time, but we have very different interests.  This is something that we do together, just him and me.  It’s pretty cool.

That’s the last run for the year.  I have a few goals for 2013.  I want to run at least one organized event a month.  I want to log 500 miles.  And, in September, I am going to travel to Disneyland with some friends and run the Disney Half Marathon.

Looking at that picture, I also want to focus on eating better.  Do you see how thick I am in the middle?  I freaking hate that.  I know it’s mostly diet.   I need to get on that.  I just like pizza and beer too much.  And chips and salsa.  And tortillas.  And bread.  Oof, I’m getting hungry.

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