I’m busy catching up from our trip, so projects are slim. I get lots of messages that people like to hear about my personal life (really?), so I thought I’d share what kept us busy last weekend.
It’s no secret that my husband and I are polar opposites (I don’t know how, but it works). He’s aggressive, brave, and competitive. I’m scared of a spider; I’ve been known to cry over a hangnail; and I just want everyone to get along.
For reasons I will never understand, he competed in what’s called a “Warrior Dash”. It was in our state for the first time ever, and it was the second largest turnout they’ve ever had. Who knew that so many people wanted to be “warriors”. The race kind of looked like this…
And this is what they got for competing. That’s his cousin with him. The craziness must run in the family.
This is how they cleaned up afterwards. What is wrong with these people? I was just a bystander, and I started to gag at some of the bare feet in that.
Speaking of feet, this is one of several piles of shoes that are left behind from being mud covered (don’t worry—they’re washed and donated).
He may be a polar opposite from me, but he’s my polar opposite.
My only concern now? I’ve got two little ones who think they’re going to be the next warrior. I think I’m outnumbered.
(Ahhh..the tooth. It’s a long story, but it’s temporary. It adds to the effect, no?) It’s been rough catching up in blog world lately! Show off what you’ve been up to!