Impulsive, reckless, brave, stupid and “what the fuck were you thinking?”
Just a few of the things said to me when I told people I had signed up to do a tough mudder.
I was also told that I’d never be able to finish it, told by my physiotherapist not to do it because of injury.
On top if that imagine how many times i tried to talk myself out of doing it. My anxiety and depression playing tricks with my head telling me that I wouldnt be able to do it, I’d chicken out and find an excuse not to turn up.
As my best friends will tell you this moose is one stubborn fucker when he wants to be. I had something to prove to a lot of people but most importantly I had something to prove to myself.
It hurt, it hurt a fucking lot. I had to push till adrenaline kicked in to take the pain away and ride it out.
I was with a group of around 100 men and women from the 30+ fitness community and foxes. If you need to find a family to push/motivate and encourage you to get exercising this is the place for you. They have female only groups too.
Go to https://www.30plusmensfitness.com/ and see if there are groups near you. I know there are some in Essex, Cardiff, Hereford, Berkshire and North London and cannot recommend them enough. It’s a family full of support not just for exercising but mental health support to. Without this group I would not have completed the hardest physical challenge I’ve ever attempted.
I did 10 miles yesterday and had an absolute blast and felt very proud of myself for not giving up and getting over the finish line. In 3 weeks I’m going the vitality 10k in London and it will be a breeze compared to the tough mudder.
I’m trying to raise money for Mind in these challenges if you would like to sponsor me please click here
On to the next challenge and maybe signing up for next years tough mudder…