Dirty Little Hogs

On one bright morning in early September, an awesome little group dressed up in some ugly outfits.

Boys: DH and his brothers

Girls: DH's sister, SIL, and me

All ready to run a little 5K...

... and get completely covered, head to toe in stinky, sticky muddy mud.

Which one is me? I'm in the middle, top row.

Velociraptors.

There were obstacles, trenches, hay bales, fire hoses, lakes, ropes, slides, mud pits, army crawls, manure, falling pants (mine), ruined contacts (A's), fig leaves (boys) and a lot of laughter.

One of the most fun things I've ever done, thanks to my awesome teammates.

The fun ended abruptly with the coldest hose-off endured by man (or woman). How that water was that cold and still liquid I do not know. Surely ice is warmer.

I can tell you I was feeling grateful for a warm shower and a warm lunch that day.

And I would do it all again. Maybe.