Day 134, Day 135, & Day 136.
Well, we have another first in the life of my Every Day with Chick-fil-A. Between running a business, parenting this new kiddo, and trying to prep for the ToughMudder, it was a busy weekend, and thus I have gotten a little behind. Hence, my first 3-day post, combining Friday, Saturday, and Mondays’ Chick-fil-A trips.
Day 134 was hectic and crazy trying to get everything done for the website that I knew I wouldn’t be able to do on Saturday. Thankfully I had some nice time with my son in the morning. I took this picture about a second too late, as Asher had his hand on Louie’s leash with me, both of us walking the dog. Come on, that’s just cute:
A lot of times I’ll share my fries with Liza, or maybe a couple of nuggets, but I was all about the carbs on my nightly run. I wanted as many calories as possible to be ready for what would ensue the following day. Here are my friends at Chick-fil-A who served me up a #3 Spicy Chicken sandwich with large waffle fries and bottled water:
Day 135 saw me get up at 4:30 to head out the door at 5:00 and meet up with my fellow Mudders for the Tough Mudder at Westgate River Ranch in the middle of Nowhere, Florida. Any time you’re getting up in the 4’s, you know it’s something crazy.
If you don’t know what the Mudder is, I’m not going to describe it. You just need to check out this clip and you’ll get the point. (Video from last year’s Tampa area mudder, which I also participated in.)
Here we are pre-Mudder:
Yes, war paint is truly necessary.
Especially when you’re my buddy Chris. This is him running to catch the van. We’re not even in the parking lot yet, but he had to take a leak. He ran a loooooong way. War paint helps with that.
David thought he’d take a picture with a pony before the race. Hey, everyone gets inspired in different ways.
Here we are before the race:
Only three of us made it to the finish intact:
Of course I’m kidding, we all made it, but I don’t have the pic on my phone. It was a great event, tons of fun obstacles, lots of mud, and only minor injuries.
I present to you exhibit A:
As I mentioned in my Facebook post, it’s tough to be a bald man in a head-full-of-hair world. The obstacle “Anaconda” took a bite out of my skull as a keepsake. Hey, you can’t say I didn’t leave it all out on the field.
Since we were [freaking] starving afterwards, we did hit up a Five Guys on the way home, so by the time I rolled up to Chick-fil-A, it was the perfect time for a calorie-laden, deliciously tasting Cookies & Cream milkshake. And since the iPhone has apparently maxed out its 4 GB or whatever ridiculously small storage space it is, here’s how my pic of Dylan, Chick-fil-A newcomer, turned out:
Regarding day 136, it was an early morning run to get my favorite Chick-fil-A treat: a #7 Multigrain Bagel Sandwich with the heaven-in-your mouth hash browns. Thanks Donna for the service!
I would talk more about my Monday but it’s 8:36, and it’s time to Bear Down. If you don’t know what that means, just turn on ESPN at some point tonight and you’ll get the picture.