So, I’m running another race tomorrow. Actually, from what I can gather, it’s part obstacle course, part race. It’s called Run Amuck, and is part of the Marine Corps Marathon Event Series. And takes place at Quantico. Sweeeet.
Now, aside from the website, all of my information about obstacle courses and marines comes from two distinct sources: 1) Saved by the Bell; 2) trashy romance novels.
1) I tried my hardest to find a video clip, but failed. So I’m going to have to count on your extensive SBTB knowledge to remember with me. Think back to the one where an army cadet comes to Bayside and Mr. Belding gets Zack to sign up for the program, as an alternative to detention. And Lisa tries to hit on the cadet (before finding out he’s married).
The students end up in two teams, in an athletic competition that’s finished off with an obstacle course. I don’t remember all the stations, but one was definitely hopping through tires.
That’s what I imagine this race will be like tomorrow. Except that I won’t get to hang out with Mark-Paul Gosselaar. And I’ll be trudging through at least two mud pits – each of them about 3 feet deep. Down and dirty, indeed.
2) If I’ve learned nothing else from my trashy romance novels (TRMs, if you will), I’ve learned about different branches of the military. Because they’re always the leading men. And unless those books have led me astray (never!), tomorrow there should be an abundance of ridiculously attractive gentlemen who, not only look like they could run the obstacle course in their sleep, with both arms tied behind their back (please, as if that’s a stretch), but are also really sweet, caring, down-to-earth individuals, with a great sense of humor.
Who says that TRMs encourage unrealistic expectations?
I’m doubting that there’s any graceful way to run through tires and scale a wall, but regardless, I don’t see how tomorrow could be anything less than entertaining.
And with any luck, there’ll be some fantastic pictures post-mud pit.