Fun in the Mud
and Running Amuck
Have you ever said to yourself, “Marathons are too easy,
and Triathlons are for sissies?”
Yeah, we haven’t either.
Those races are hard. Awesomely hard. The first person to run a marathon actually died. Yes, he died ! And we don’t think he had fun along the way.
Welcome to a new kind of race: The Dirty Dash. Independently zany, crazy, and wildly colorful, it’s a racy race your Grandma would blush her bloomers in.
This dirty race puts all other races to shame. A mud run obstacle course where military boot camp meets your inner five-year-old fantasy, it converts boy to man, and then man to swine, in a really dirty sort of way. And it’s fun. Waaay fun.
You’ll need endurance to trudge up mountains of sludge, courage to overcome uncompromising obstacles, a complete lack of shame to wallow in pits of mud, and a smile to show how happy you were the entire time.
This mud-run obstacle course may become your guiltiest pleasure and your new Facebook wallpage photo.
Then you can proceed to clean yourself off like the cheeky monkey you are.
Eleven 3-5 mile charity races are run throughout the Pacific Northwest and the Southwest from Oregon to New Mexico from June through September.
Some of the shorter races sport a 3 ½ mile shortcut. Why not? Everyone loves cutsies. They don’t care about timing the races, either. It simply doesn’t matter, and they run rain or shine.
Because it’s a family race, there’s only one way to do it: you Dirty Dash however you need to and however long it takes. Walk. Run. Crawl. Wallow. Skip. Lollygag. Grovel. Run in some sublime running shorts or dress up in a flashy costume. It’s all good.
You can run it by yourself or with a team of your favorite friends, enemies and friendemies. Whoever likes to get down and dirty in the worst way.
Teams may encourage each other, mock each other, or drag each other over obstacles. “Feel free to clasp hands, smack bottoms, or open mouth kiss,” the rules say.
Did your last personal record run have a 175-foot slop n’ slide in the middle of it? Probably not. And a final finale mud pit? Nope. Sprinklers and showers and water blasters? Heavens to Betsy, no. While we’re at it, let’s throw in a Pig Sty, a Hog Wash, and a Piglet Plunge. Now that’s what we call a race.
Why do it? Exercise? Maybe. Camaraderie? Most likely. Fun? You bet your mud-balls. A good cause? Check. Besides benefitting your cardiovascular system, each muddy Dirty Dash benefits local charities through the registration fees, online donations, water balloon sales, and shoe donations.
You can find out all about the mud races in this link:
For our Humboldt County runners, and runners everywhere~