Dirty Girl Mud Run 2.0
Obstacle course? Yes. Mud run? No. Being dirty was never, ever my thing. Then my (possibly future) sister-in-law Tara asked me to do the Dirty Girl mud run with her and dangit if I wouldn’t do just about anything for her!
This is us last Fall at the Charlotte Dirty Girl:
Then she went and did it again… asked me to do another mud run with her, this time in Virginia Beach. That’s where I was this past weekend!
For one, it monsooned for hours the nite before the run so everything was muddy, including the parts of the course that weren’t supposed to be. That meant there was more real mud instead of watery dirt. For two, our shirts were more cotton than last year so they soaked up the mud. I swear it weighed at least five pounds till we were done. And three, possibly the most interesting reason, is that I knew what I was getting into this time around so I was more willing to get down and dirty without being afraid. Except the tunnel (called utopian tubes) because it’s dark and claustrophobic and I’ll just pass on that.
Tara’s face (on the left) cracks me up here. She was NOT afraid of the mud. No sir. I think she had the time of her life!
Pretty sure it coulda used more sprinkles though.
We stayed right on the beach and it was sunny yet a little cool. That’s perfect Janelle-at-the-beach weather.
Isn’t Tara gorgeous? Gosh. I could just marry her! Poop on John’s brother for getting to her first. To the right is Tara’s friend Amber who was my car-mate and roommate for the way-too-short weekend.
Obligatory beach sunrise in 3… 2… aaaand 1…
We’re thinking about making this mud run an annual tradition. Isn’t that crazy? I never thought I’d be saying that. Last year our families were with us and this time it was just us girls. I’m hoping next time we can find a happy medium because I loved the girls-only time but we could’ve used some supporters in the way of cheering and photography. I think maybe we’ll try another city next time. I like traveling for fun events like this!
Have you done a mud run? Dirty Girl is women-only and is definitely for fun, not life-or-death. Have you been to Virginia Beach? The boardwalk is… different. It’s paved and there aren’t any shops.
I have one last thing to say:
Please stop being sore!