I Did Something Crazy…
I did something crazy few weeks ago.
I registered for the Spartan Death Race 2013.
Here’s a little bit of a description from their website:
“On average only 15% of the competitors finish the event. Remarkable when you consider the competitors are among the toughest and most seasoned endurance athletes on earth. The hurdle and challenge-driven race requires competitors to complete a series of (15-20) grueling mental and physical challenges throughout a 40-mile course that runs through the Vermont woods. During the Death Race, competitors may be asked to chop wood for 2-hours, carry a 20-lb stump around for hours, lift 10-30 lbs rocks for 5-hours; build a fire, cut a bushel of onions, crawl through mud under barbed wire, or after 20-hours of racing, memorize the names of the first 10 U.S. Presidents or a Bible verse, hike to the top of a mountain and recite them back in order.
Unlike other endurance races that offer a detailed map, Death Racers have no idea what to expect next as the course map and list of challenges are kept secret. This provides competitors with one of their biggest challenges as the length of the race can range from 24-48 hours. For an endurance athlete, not knowing where the light is at the end of the tunnel can be sheer torture.”
Sounds like fun, no? NO?
Today is Friday, June 15, 2012.
It is the first day of Spartan Death Race 2012. My good friend Michael Kearns reported to the start line at 5am. As I’m checking all the social media websites I can find regarding the status of the race, I’m also starting my own countdown to the big event.
I will be at the start line in Pittsfield, Vermont 370 days from now.
Let the countdown begin,