Tough Mudder 2013

I haven't blogged much lately.  I have some posts in the works in my head, but can't seem to find the energy or motivation to actually put the words on paper on the computer screen.  I will jump back on the blog wagon soon, I promise!

In the meantime, here's a post that deserves to be written.  Over the weekend, hubby competed in Tough Mudder.  It's a 13-mile race plus obstacle course referred to as "probably the toughest event on the planet."  It requires participants to run through fire, swim through 30-degree ice water, and crawl through wires that produce electric shocks, among other seemingly crazy and dangerous obstacles.  It sounds rather miserable to me, but he was excited, so I was excited for him.  Unfortunately, I couldn't go and spectate (I co-hosted a bridal shower instead), but he successfully completed the race.  And survived.  That's probably the best news.  He didn't die. I'd be lying if I said the "I'm not interested in being a single mom" thought didn't cross my mind!

He came home and talked about it all night.  Very proud of himself, as he should be.  Way to go, hubby!  Brantley and I are proud of you and glad you made it back home to both of us!

Here's a picture I stole from one of his teammate's Facebook. 

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