Tough Mudder

Last week,  my gym buddy and fellow cake loving friend suggested we take on the ‘Tough Mudder’ challenge together in June. The event in fact falls on her birthday, a factor which would likely deter most normal folk.  Well, not her. Her motivation was simple – once we had finished the 12 mile obstacle course, we could freely eat MOUNTAINS of cake, because we would have earned it.

This theory sounded right up my street and whilst in a daze – which I part attribute to dreaming of the sugary buttery goodness of birthday cake and part attribute to being mid way through a set of burpees – my initial and somewhat flippant response between gasping for air was – sure, OK!

Arriving home from my workout,  I announced my plan to the man in my life, and even suggested he should join us. His instant reaction – no thanks.

WHY NOT I ask??!!! It will be fun! We can eat lots of guilt free cake afterwards! And after a long pause….It can’t be that bad, can it?!!

I grab the laptop,  head to http://toughmudder.co.uk/ and scan through the website whilst he sits watching me. The 12 mile distance doesn’t phase me too much, I completed a half marathon last October, with relatively little pain. But then I stumble across the ‘Obstacles.’ Fire Walker. Ice Baths. Electric Shocks. Mud Mile. Trench Warfare. I needn’t go on.

My panic is interrupted by a text message…

Gym Buddy:         “Sooooo excited about Tough Mudder now!”

Me:                          “Look on the website.”

5 minutes pass before my phone flashes up with a reply.

Gym Buddy:           “OH CRAP!”

Turns out we were both us unaware as each other about what Tough Mudder actually involved. Now, I’ve done some crazy things in my time to justify eating too many sweet treats, but for me, this is one step too far. So we, ahem,  wimped out came up with a compromise! We’re going to download all of the workouts from the website, and from now until June we’re going to train as if we are going to be participating,  but come that date in June, the only thing we’ll be doing together is eating cake.

Now that’s my kind of compromise!

Has anyone out there completed a Tough Mudder?