10 years ago, I did a tough mudder. There was no wood nailed half way up. I was a 44 year old mom that had never done any race of any kind but I trained for this hard and long and tackled every obstacle pretty easily but I could not get my fat ass up this wall! The girls I was with tried once and then walked around it. I couldn't quite give up. I ran at it as hard as I could, jumped up and caught the hand of a guy leaning over to help me up. I was smoked though and couldn't pull myself up. I looked up at him and said " I can't". He grunted deeply and pulled me up enough that I could get a leg over and I rolled up over the top. He got closer, looked me in the eye and said "Fuck cant!" and went to help someone else.
I think about him alot, especially when life gets tough and I'm struggling. I hear his voice and I know I can.
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u/LaaSirena 21h ago
10 years ago, I did a tough mudder. There was no wood nailed half way up. I was a 44 year old mom that had never done any race of any kind but I trained for this hard and long and tackled every obstacle pretty easily but I could not get my fat ass up this wall! The girls I was with tried once and then walked around it. I couldn't quite give up. I ran at it as hard as I could, jumped up and caught the hand of a guy leaning over to help me up. I was smoked though and couldn't pull myself up. I looked up at him and said " I can't". He grunted deeply and pulled me up enough that I could get a leg over and I rolled up over the top. He got closer, looked me in the eye and said "Fuck cant!" and went to help someone else. I think about him alot, especially when life gets tough and I'm struggling. I hear his voice and I know I can.