Last week I mentioned a difficult decision confronting me: should I, or should I not, run the Tough Mudder? I mentioned my lack of affinity for cold water, and the fact that I am in terrible shape. I took all of your feedback into account (extremely professional, by the way). I also spoke with various friends, a few of whom are going to be running in the event that day.
And I made my decision.
So, as a way of kicking reason in the shins, I signed up to run the Tough Mudder in New Jersey during the first week of November.
I’ll be scaling walls, jumping into freezing cold water, running through smoke and fire, and quite possibly getting jolted with shocks of electricity, all throughout a ten-mile muddy obstacle course. And I’ll be doing this with about seven other guys, on a brisk Sunday morning in November. Probably in some strange outfit, although that hasn’t been discussed yet.
This got me thinking about you guys.
What’s the weirdest, strangest (or dumbest) thing you’ve ever done? Do you regret it?
And don’t you think that Bryan Allain should join me?
