Backyard Weddings and High Heels

So last Friday my cousin got married to the girl of his dreams.  It was so sweet to see them so happy.  It's always great to get together with that side of my family too.  Growing up, those cousins of mine were my very best friends.  As we've grown up we don't see each other nearly as much, so it's always a special treat to be with them.  This isn't even half of us, but it's who we could get to sit still for a photo.

It was a perfect night to spend time with my family.  You know how big of a fan I am of them.


Also, I'm not really that much taller than my mom in real life.  Landon's mom gave me a pair of black heels that were a tad too big on her.  I totally forgot I had them in the truck and I decided to wear them to the wedding.  You all know I don't wear high heels.  But I decided to give them a try because they made my legs look freakishly awesome.  They also put me on the same playing field as these 6'3, 6'4 and 6'5 dudes.  Just looking at this photo we look normal, but man, we towered over the wedding party. haha

And lucky for us, they had a photo booth that we occupied for far too long.  But the photographers told us we were their favorite group of idiots to shoot that night.  So I felt like maybe we accomplished something.  Other than the obvious achievement of walking around six inches higher than I'm used to.

And beside the pure joy I got from breaking my diet to indulge in the Cheetos and root beer float refreshments-  I had a great time matching the hottest guy I know.  Polka dots are clearly our color.

But seriously- I had so many root beer floats.

The Dirty Dash

So I'm blogging my current events totally out of order.  And by that, I mean: I'm not really blogging hardly at all.  And everyday I'm like, "I should probably at least write down what I'm feeling..."  So I've actually resorted back to journaling which I haven't done since about circa 2009.  ANYWAY.  I am going to spend this week (hopefully) catching you up on things I want to write about, such as and the Tulip Festival (remember that guy?), my great grandma passing away, my cousin's wedding and the absolute shenanigans I've been up to.  BUT today I'm just going to get my latest race recap out of the way, so buckle up for this wild ride, it's about to get dirty.  Here is a before and after to start us off:
It's called the Dirty Dash- and for good reason.  It's a pretty popular race that goes around the country kind of like the Color Me Rad run and whatnot.  It's not even really a competition, it's just a bunch of people running through a very muddy obstacle course and having a great time.  There is a 5k or 10k option and despite me trying to convince everyone to do the 10k because I'm all about getting more for my money we ended up doing the 5k and that was probably good because Sunny ended up pulling a muscle and Landon really wasn't conditioned to run anyway.  (He's working very hard in school right now, so I'm not faulting him for not preparing.)  The race was in Midway aka literally down the road from us.  We signed up for the 3:00 slot because I heard it's cold in the mornings.  The sun was shining which is not the norm this year and it was absolutely the perfect temperature to be running through all the obstacles and mud puddles.
We obviously aren't concerned about finishing before the other runners.
Aside from the massive trenches dug out and filled with mud, there was a rope ladder you had to scale, a series of haystacks you had to hop over that grew in size and number with each group, the tire section which is a nightmare for one as uncoordinated as I am, a maze of blow up cylinders that are swinging on chains which I used to take out Landon's little brother (evil, I know) and giant blow up slides that left little tiny cuts all down my legs.  OH! And there was this one section that was basically a canal dug out and filled with water so muddy that your feet literally floated up from underneath you and you just bobbed down it because it was nearly impossible to walk or run through it.  I was not anticipating that phenomenon and nearly had a come apart from the sheer excitement of it all.  Aside from all of that, the REAL obstacle was your shoes that were so full of mud it felt like you had 10 lb weights on each foot. And after running like, a 1/4 of a mile it would start to harden and it felt like you were wearing another pair of shoes INSIDE of your shoes, which- as you can imagine is not entirely comfortable.  But we were having so much fun, it didn't even really matter.

It took us about an hour to get through the whole thing which you might say is long for a 5k, but keep in mind we were having to wait up for teammates who were injured and we obviously took our time because we were playing.  They hooked us up with treats at the end and provided showers that consisted of hoses spraying out snow run-off and we opted out of that luxury.
Instead, we washed off our hands, ate our bananas, got in the bed of our truck and rode down the road to the train tracks where we then walked about a 1/2 mile to a rope swing Landon stumbled upon a couple weeks ago.  We all took a turn plunging into the lake (which probably isn't any warmer than the snow showers back at the venue) to wash all the mud out of our teeth, ears and socks.  That go us clean enough to go back home, shower up and head out for a well-deserved meal.

I had SO MUCH fun at this race.  I would do it again in a heartbeat, and I probably will because it's comes back to Midway in September.  So I'm sure I'll do it again, and hopefully talk my teammates into the 10k.  And I can confidently say that I took THE most satisfying shower after we got home.  It took me upwards of 30 minutes to get it out of every nook and cranny, but in the end I was clean.
If this race comes through your neck of the woods, go sign up for it.  Even if you're not a runner, it's so chill and fun that I don't even think it qualifies as a race as much as just a really muddy party.  You won't regret it, I promise.
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