Swimming upstream...

I know you are all just jones-ing to know what the heck is going on here...who wouldn't be? Oh. Everyone?


Oh well.


I have been trying very hard for the last year or so to re-find myself (NOT "refine", there is just no way that would ever happen). Somewhere between twins, baseball games, twins, kids, a husband, a house, bills to manage, clothes to wash...I keep losing ME.


If mama not happy, no one happy.


So true.


I had been running and working out, but frankly, I don't like running. I really don't. I try to. I would like to. I just don't. I need to start up again, with a more serious attitude. If I liked it, I'd be more inclined to. Mostly I bootcamp. Muscle building with some cardio...trying unsuccessfully to get rid of something the twins left me...in my mid section.


But I did do a run recently. Looking for myself. I did it with some of my besties. They really are the best!  We did a race called "Kiss Me Dirty", we were the "Dirty Mama's", matching shirts and all. The name is appropriate.

The Posse

It was a 5k mud run with obstacles. I know the picture above just doesn't look like we were in the mud really...but it is all dried on our legs and arms. Yes we are drinking beer. No, I will never do another run where I am not rewarded with a beer at the end. I'm classy like that. Don't judge, I'm too old for it to be just about fitness :)!


(as a side note...I want to say we did NOT run in flip flops/bare feet. We already took off our knee high pink socks (and put them in the garbage) and put our very muddy running shoes in a bag to later deal with. I can see how by looking at this photo, you would not believe we did any running, just walked around in flops and drank beer. That is not how it went down, keep reading!)


We decided to go back to the terrain obstacle (which is what they called the "mud holes" they created), which was a very large pit of mud - about 1-3 feet deep by 5 feet wide and probably 15 feet long. We may or may not have stalked and attacked other racers that we did or did not know. I can't say for sure without incriminating myself or my besties. But I might be inclined to say that few went home clean, and one or two might have ran screaming from us...

3 of the Posse

But, we got significantly more dirty. Significantly. We tried to wash off...with a hose with near no pressure...

We seriously laughed so hard our stomachs hurt. It was like a mini ab workout.


But we found ourselves.


We found ourselves hot, muddy, happy, laughing, screwing around, and seriously dirty.

SO, there you go - a very rare picture of muah. A goofy one, but that is who I found when I spent some time with myself and my besties :)