Noooo, that's not him.
No, not him either.
Uh, uh.
Wrong again.
There he is!
Those Brits have such a crazy sense of humor. This race in the Cotswolds of England is merely a 8 mile race throughout a large farm. Throw in lots of chest-deep mud puddles, gigantic obstacles to climb over, flames licking at your feet, jelly fish tentacles hanging over, and fields of stinging nettles and you have more than your ordinary road race.
You have "The Tough Guy."
People pay good money to be punished in this way. They are also required to 'sign their death warrant' should things go awry. But if you check the box on the registration form, they'll be happy to bury you right there on the farm where they hold the race year after year. It's not my idea of a Muddy-Buddy, but Ric had a grand ole time. We had a blast watching, and they raise lots of money for the farm, a sanctuary for old horses.
1 comments:
How cool is that? It looks like he had a great time! We miss you Waldenbuchers!
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