|Jazz (left) & me before the big race.|
|Game Face On! Let's get those Zombies!|
After the 1st quarter of the race. I lost Jazz in the mix. I knew he was ahead of me and we made an agreement before hand if we lost each other, to not wait for the other and continue the race. So basically Jazz ditched my slow ass and I was on my own the rest of the way. Since my goal was to survive and not to race against the clock. My strategy was to travel in numbers rather on my own. Traveling out on my own, I knew I would easily get picked off. I tried to keep the weak runners in front of me and used them as human shields and zipped by them when they were getting picked off. My strategy worked well at first, I was able to make it pretty far without losing a flag. Until I lost one because I was cornered by zombies and another because I slipped in the mud and a zombie got me while I was down. So I had one flag left... yes, I could of cheated and put it in my pocket, but I didn't travel all this way to cheat. Now with one flag left, I really had to amp up my game.
I encountered a few more obstacles like crawling through tubes, scaling a 15 foot wall, going through a pool of muddy water, trekking up and down muddy hills . About the time I made it near the end of the race, I was winded.
Finally, I was on the last leg of the race. I knew I was near the end because I can hear spectators cheering as contestants passed the finished line. The last stretch was a tough one, it was an uphill climb in thick mud. About the time I reached the top, I was winded but had to dodge a few more zombies to reach the finish line. I was able to make it past them and was off to the finish line with my last flag.
Until my last flag was picked off by a zombie who disguised himself as a runner. I honestly thought he was an injured runner. Everyone was zipping by him and he wasn't making any moves for the runners flags. He was slouched over and winded. His make up was done so well, that I thought he was bleeding on his neck and face. I passed him but ran back because I actually thought he was hurt. I patted him on his back and asked if he was okay. But like a fool, I fell for the trick and lost my flag to a smart zombie. I guess it's true, good guys do finish last. Oh well, next time I know not to help anyone in the race or in an actual zombie apocalypse.
So I finished the race in 52 minutes and was greeted by Jazz (with 2 flags left) at the finish line who clocked in 41 minutes. All in all the race was great, we truly had fun and we can't wait for the next race in 2012. The obstacles were easy to get by and the only difficult part was getting through the uphill mud and dodging the zombies. My advice to anyone doing this race is to train on your cardio and travel in numbers so you don't get picked off easily.
|Uh, this ain't chocolate.|
|Fucking guy ditched me :)|
|Our Special Olympic medals|
|Strictly For My Ninjas|
|Special Ops, Super Trannie, Zombie Girl|