So, I may have made a huge error here…a few weeks ago I had a wild hair (or maybe one too many glasses of wine) and committed to running in a mud race this weekend. Why? I guess I still think I’m nineteen. Or maybe just wish it were so.

To top that off, I have enlisted several good friends and three family members to join in the punishment and witness the debacle. Or carry me across the finish line if needed.

And lastly, it is a mud run–yep through a mud covered obstacle course. Now, with two days to run time, I am wondering…

What the heck was I thinking?

Should I post the evidence when it’s over and show us all crawling across the finish line covered in mud?