Down on the West Coast, They Love Their Mudders

A person never wants to admit when something they love is struggling or not quite as good as it used to be. Last year was a rough year for Tough Mudder. A lot of things were being whispered within the community about financial struggles, new ownership, and the like. Stories about lawsuits and competitors not … Continue reading Down on the West Coast, They Love Their Mudders

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I Wanna Really, Really, Really Wanna ‘nother Wetsuit

A few weeks prior to World's Toughest Mudder I was at the Atlanta event, which was at the same venue. It was SUPER COLD on Sunday of that event weekend, so cold that I went home and debated with myself for all of two seconds to buy another round of gear. Worst case scenario: I … Continue reading I Wanna Really, Really, Really Wanna ‘nother Wetsuit

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

My Night at Toughest Midwest

Apprehension and excitement were my main emotions leading up to Toughest Midwest. As I volunteered that Saturday and started chatting with other Mudders and spectators, excitement took front seat. Spending time with Cali, Jack, and Jamie, who shared a BNB with me and were also running the Toughest, helped temper the apprehension as well. Jack … Continue reading My Night at Toughest Midwest