Ya can't win 'em all

So remember that post about me getting all fit and what not? It's clearly not paying off. Granted I lost 2 lbs, but to be honest that just kind of hacks me off! Work out for weeks, eat all kinds of healthy crap and all I get is 2 lbs? Well, part of my motivation to work out, other than to get my chunky butt in shape, was this mud run we decided to sign up for a few months ago.

Let me preface this next part by saying, I hate running. It hurts and if something causes me pain, well I'd rather just not take part. So my work-out regime has consisted of long periods of time on the elliptical. It's similar to running right? I found out last Saturday that it most certainly is Not. I typically do around 2.5 miles on it most days plus weights and such, so I figured when this mud run came around I would be fine through most of it and only hate my life towards the last mile. Little did I know that I would hate my life the. entire. time. In fact I felt a good cramp coming on within my first 500 yards and knew immediately, this is going to suck!

And it did.

In fact my only saving grace was another couple, our good friends, that hadn't really trained for it, and they were nice enough to carry me. Not really, but I was not above asking. Where was my husband through all of this? I'm not really sure. In fact he beat all of us. Although, he was nice enough to stop one time to make sure I wasn't dead in the bushes somewhere.

Enough of all that here are a few lovely pictures for your enjoyment...

And this is what we did once we scrubbed all the mud off...