By Stacie Preston
MEMO: Stacie was one of my Indiana HH teammates and was a very strong person throughout. Thank you for allowing us to post this on our blog site, Stacie. As always everyone, remember to visit her blog for recaps and a little of everything at http://www.ummmwhynot.blogspot.com/
Well now that I’ve got the Spartan bug, it was time for my second race. Knowing that I was already registered for the Death Race, I started to wonder if I should treat the race as a training day and carry a pack or run the race twice. I knew that I would participate in the Hurricane Heat (HH) because that was my favorite part of the previous race. I was thrilled to find out that it would be the night before especial
ly since I was camping at the site. No hot shower in waiting for me this time. Also knew that I was traveling alone to the race…..maybe making it harder for myself wasn’t the smartest idea. I do have to drive home the same day as racing.
I drove up the afternoon of the HH and left plenty of time to get there and set up my tent, etc. Upon arrival, I quickly realized unloading my stuff, setting up the tent, and getting ready at a leisurely rate wouldn’t go as planned. They say to drop your camping gear in one spot, drive a quarter mile to park, walk back to where the gear is, and then walk another 5-10 minutes down a dirt road to the camping. Doesn’t sound horrible except I didn’t pack for that type of camping. I was all set to unload my huge cooler, tent, sleeping bag, backpack, couple bags of food and drinks, and pad, and…and…and…..! Well now I had to decide on what I actually needed at the tent. Everything else I would be trekking back to the Jeep multiple times. I quickly realized I need to work on my packing skills.
Finally I get everything set and change for the HH. Standing there I see Hobie Call. Sad I know, but I was in awe. He is such an inspiration and amazing watching him perform and now I’m standing next to him. Tommy and Todd come walking down the path and tell us all to split into equal teams of 16. I’m standing next to this really tall guy with a bright red Corn Fed t-shirt on. I jump on his team. Much easier knowing I can quickly pick out one of my teammates. Teams are formed quickly and I realize hey, Hobie’s on my team! Nice! Let’s get to it. I went into the weekend wanting to focus on me and enjoy every minute of it. Trying to remember that I have a much bigger race ahead and to learn from all of it. The HH was a blast. Did a bit of running, a whole lot of jumping jacks, burpees of course, carrying logs, climbing ropes, “powdered donuts”and an all-around awesome time. I can tell you I enjoyed every second with a smile on my face! Really! Even the camera guy started questioning my sanity why I was still smiling after siting in water that smelled like poo and it being 40 degrees outside. What can I say? Lost my sanity I guess.
At one point each person was told to grab a water jug and form a line with their teams. We were told that each team had to get all their jugs to a point about 100 yards away. The kicker is that you couldn’t move if you were holding a jug. They wanted us form a line and pass the jugs. Our team decided to roll the water jugs. You should have seen the leader’s faces. Not how they had planned. The other teams followed us. Luck was on our side because the other teams all busted a jug. We didn’t! They all had to do burpees or another task that they were told to do. We quickly decided that punishment wasn’t worth it. We passed the jugs one the way back. Why add to our burpee count? I’m sure more were to come.
At another point we were told to take our shoes off and throw them in the ATV. I said ummm….why not? Quickly we realized we were going to have to chase them down. Off the ATV went with us running behind. Didn’t feel too good, but hey I learned a lesson. Tie my shoes together if I’m ever put in the same situation again. Much easier to find both shoes when searching a pile of shoes. Mental Note! The rest of the night was a huge mix of holding planks on rocks, sitting in more water, being quite cold, and ended with a Hobie sandwich! Loved every second!
I opted out of the cold water hose being offered to me at 10pm knowing I was volunteering at 7am. Headed back to my tent and wiped down with my jug of water and baby wipes. Looking back I should have taken that jug I carried around instead of carrying my jug from my car. Mental note #2 added! Use Spartan’s tasks and equipment for my benefit, not theirs. Ha!
The next day was perfect! Woke up after about 2 hours of sleep (mental note #3 don’t put a slippery sleeping bag on a slippery pad on a slippery tent=no sleep). Helped park a few thousand cars which was entertainment alone. Charge admission for that next time. Watching these little sedans go off roading was great! Couldn’t help laughing. Ab workout….check! Around noon I went to get changed and get ready for the race. I didn’t know anyone in my heat, but ended up pairing with a great guy about 1/3 way through the course. We paced each other, pushed each other when needed, and pulled each other through barbed wire.
Had a great time. Learned that I can push myself farther than I ever realized. I learned that I find enjoyment in places others consider torture. I learned that I am much stronger than I give myself credit and that running these races alone is never an option. There are always people that will help you along the way. Find someone, team up, and blow the competition out of the water. Aroooo
Posted 13th May by Stacie Preston