Ever realize that your metaphorical plate is really full—As in crazy-overflowing full, but you just keep adding more things to said plate anyway? That’s definitely me right now. I’m not really sure how to stop this or if I even want to, but I think I’m currently wondering how much of this full plate I can actually eat. Hopefully all of it. Because as tiring as this plate-filling business is, it’s also a really exciting, inspiring, symbolically yummy one. (Can things be symbolically yummy? I don’t know. I’m sleepy. Don’t judge me.)
Speaking of exciting things. I ran my first ever mud/obstacle run last weekend! Two lady friends and I ran the LoziLu Women’s Mud Run on Saturday. The best part? Because we signed up to volunteer after, we ran for free! Oh my goodness, it was a blast. We climbed up scary rope things, jumped off of high wooden things, slid under board things and swam through muddy pit things. Being drenched in mud from head to toe was a new and invigorating experience. I highly recommend it. Even the volunteering afterwards was fun. It’s kind of hard not to have fun when with a couple of your most cherished girl friends. Giggles and good times will ensue even– or especially– whilst walking three miles (after running three miles), taking down equipment, chatting about everything and nothing and maybe also getting slightly lost in the process. We may or may not have hitched a ride on a go-kart to take us back to our familiar surroundings. Needless to say, it was an amazing, muddy day spent with wonderful, muddy ladies. Many muddy, lovely memories were made.
Hey, full plate. Come at me, bro. I’ll throw mud at you if you don’t cooperate.
Did I mention I’m tired?