This past Sunday, Erin and I ran our 4th Spartan Race, the Malibu Spartan Sprint. The Malibu Spartan Sprint was actually the first race I ever ran back in 2011, so I have a soft spot in my heart for it.
You know what I DON’T have a soft spot in my heart for? FREEZING COLD. It was an ungodly 34 degrees in Malibu on Sunday morning. Seriously, when we pulled into the parking lot there was frost on the ground. That is a California first for me.
I’m not going to lie; I almost backed out of this race. After we got to the site and picked up our packets, I was seriously considering opting out. I have a ton of work travel coming up in the next two weeks, and I was worried about getting wet and muddy when it was so cold. I had pretty much made the decision to NOT to do the race and Erin was gearing up to run alone. The adult decision would have been to not participate and not risk getting sick. But, because I have serious FOMO and can’t NOT do all the things, I decided at the very last minute to just do it. YOLO and all that jazz. (Yes. I just used FOMO and YOLO in back to back sentences. Don’t judge me.) And if I needed a sign that I was making the right decision, we saw this guy. And no, this isn’t photoshopped. THE EPICNESS IS SPREADING!
The course was 4 miles, and it was pretty brutal. Lots of climbing, lots of mud, lots of cold. The obstacles in Spartan Race are very similar to other obstacle races, with the exception being if you fail at an obstacle, you have to do 30 burpees before you can continue. This is not fun. One of the things Erin has to pay homage to are her Under Armour Compression Shorts. They are the BEST – they don’t ride up, they cling and are perfect for mud runs; although in this case maybe shorts were not the best choice.
The mud crawl was absolutely BRUTAL – it was long, uphill and totally rocky. And it left my knees looking like this:
Sexy, I know.
The water obstacles were also pretty terrible. The water was beyond freezing. It was like an unintentional Arctic Enema from Tough Mudder. There’s also an obstacle where you have to climb a rope, but our hands were so numb we skipped it and took the Burpees.
The highlight of the race for me was at the finish line. As you cross the finish, there are dudes dressed as Spartans with what are apparently called Pugit sticks that try and block you/hit you. As we were running past, Erin yelled “YOU CAN HIT US HARD“….. and so they did. So hard in fact that they knocked both of us off our feet and we ended up in a Do Epic Runs pile in the mud. I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard.
All in all, we had a good time, minus the frigid temperatures. We will definitely be back next year – at this point, its a tradition.
Did any of you do Spartan Race this weekend? WERE YOU FREEZING?!