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Mud Sweat and Tears= Life Lesson for Me

Mud Sweat and Tears

A team of 6 of us decided to go for it and enter the MST.

It was a fantastic day.

Weather was perfectly overcast and not blazing hot.

Everyone was in great spirits and ready to go!!

We were in the 2nd heat and got off running at 9:30.

It wasn't as crazy hard as i had thought it would be but it was still tough.

Fun tough.

The obstacles were kind of lumped together, which was great for spectators but a bit blah for the participants.

I'd rather run a kilometre then do an obstacle, than run 2 kms and have 4 obstacles together.

but it worked.

I love the look on these girl faces, determined!!

This was tougher than it looked!

And here were go up the 2 km Misery Mile.
Aptly named I might add.

This is where I began to have trouble.

I started to feel icky.

After I reached the top, which was a bit painfully slow for my usual abilities we started to head down again through some switch-backs.

I should have clued in at this point.

But by the time I reached the next obstacle and had to stop and wait, a rope over water to pull yourself along, I felt the full brunt of what was going on.

I was going into hypoglycaemic shock, probably adrenaline induced, though ill never know for sure.

Even though I ate breakfast and thought I had it under control I was taken down, hard.
Felt drunk as a skunk, nauseas, shaky and sweaty, dizzy and stupid.
So down I went.
My pulse was just fine and barley elevated but my head was spinning and one of my pupils were not responding.
 Not good!!
Water wasn't enough and I didn't have any Glucogel.
Finally they called a medic and 10 minutes later he arrived with 5-alive and a banana.
Once that set in, about 10 more minutes, I was able to slowly walk to the ATV.

Then I got fuming mad!!
I got embarrassed and really sad.
I was all over the board.
I felt alone up there and even a bit scared, its a horrible feeling.

After I got down the mountain and I found  hubby and the kids, all I wanted to do was go home.
Everyone else was celebrating and I was too rough to even care.

I stayed in bed for hours with the most pounding headache and stomach ache.
I slept for a few hours and woke up hung over like.
But better.
And I was starving.

The sweetest thing ever was a cardboard medal my kids made for me because I didn't receive one.
Even though I got a big DNF (did not finish) in this race they were still proud.
SO I realized I should be too.
So instead of getting angry I saw it as a life lesson.
My girls now know that I tried my best and that I need to always take care of my self.

So guess what I'm doing next week?
I'm going to run it again and prove I can get it done, for my own sake.
Even though the obstacles will be gone, the misery mile will still be there.

Still Working Out

i have set up my world to be work out friendly and it really does work.

I have all my gear and equipment ready to go and a circuit in my yard.

 Even when we went on holidays i was able to sneak in a few workouts.

 Eating healthy was a bit of a challenge.
But where theres a will....there is a way.

Thankful most hotels have decent gyms.

 Post-workout glo!!

Dance Recital week

The girls practiced hard for months and it all comes down to recital week.
They have photo day then tech, rehearsals and dress rehearsal.

Lots of hurry up and waiting going on.
But then the big night!!
The girls shine.
They love to be on stage.
I love to watch t hem and to see them having so much fun.
I am one proud mama!!

Mrs. Karen Mckinnon took the following photos

Work Out for Me and the Girls

I have set up a home gym and a fitness circuit in my yard.
I work out 3-5 days a week depending on lifes schedule.

I feel so alive and sleep better than i have in years.
The girls are active as well.
Keeping up with capoeria and general activities like biking and running around our property.

Im trying to lead by example.
I want them to live long, healthy, strong lives.