We’re Not Nameless, We’re Not Faceless, We Were Born for Muddiness

I wish that this blog was about how I reached my goals and everything went perfect and I couldn't have been happier with how my first World's Toughest Mudder went. But that's not this story; that's not what happened. Friday went as well as could be expected. It was raining and the ground was a … Continue reading We’re Not Nameless, We’re Not Faceless, We Were Born for Muddiness

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In That Mud, Really Thick, Like I Like It, Tell Me Is There Any More Room For Me, In That Mud

Anyone who knows me would tell you that I'm an extrovert, through and through. I can make friends anywhere I go. I get that from my mom. Because of that, I'm more than happy to walk up to an event solo. I know that it's just a matter of time until I find someone to … Continue reading In That Mud, Really Thick, Like I Like It, Tell Me Is There Any More Room For Me, In That Mud

It’s a Quarter After One, I’m All Muddy and I Need You Now

Ten weeks. That's two handfuls of weeks y'all. Earlier this week I was reading a post where the author was talking about how emotional he got when he asked his family/friends to be a part of his pit crew for WTM. It should be said that I have some of the best friends in the … Continue reading It’s a Quarter After One, I’m All Muddy and I Need You Now