Back in September, I did my last mud run of the year. And possibly my last Survivor Mud Run.
For the second year in a row, this mud run has consisted of just mud pits. Lots and lots of mud pits. Now, don’t misunderstand, I do mud runs to get muddy. Hello! Otherwise, I’d just do regular runs. However, I also enjoy the other obstacles. And this one had some fun other obstacles. I get why we can’t splash down into the lake any more, but we don’t have the web of cords to climb through or the tube to crawl through into the deep mud pit.
It’s very disappointing. I get that digging mud pits and filling them with water is a lot of work, especially with the drought we’ve been having. But you’d have less of that to do if there were fewer mud pits. As much as climbing over things messes with my fear of heights even that is better than mud pit after mud pit after mud pit.
Last year, it was the same way, and I chalked it up to a fluke. But two years in a row, and it makes me think this is the new normal.
If it were a local race, I’d probably still do it. After all, I haven’t missed one since they started. But with this being a 2 plus hour drive (depending on traffic) away, that’s a lot of time and gas for something that is disappointing.
Who knows. I may change my mind next year. But for now, I’m still leaning toward skipping it next year.