This weekend, as I mentioned, I participated in an Obstacle Ru:n, Conquer the Gauntlet:
4.1 miles. 28 obstacles. Prizes consisted of a shirt and medal:
What did I do? I moved 4.1 miles. I climbed walls including a 12 foot one, humped through and over mud, climbed out of a 10 foot pit, tried swing across water obstacles (and failed miserably), crawled on my face in mud, climbed a 15 foot tire chain and then back down, climbed a slanted wall with rope, carried a 40 lb bag for a lap, hammered a block of wood with a sledge and back, and ran and walked through mud. And more mud. 4.1 miles worth of mud.
And all I got was this T-shirt and medal.
One might wonder why a person would do such things. And it would be reasonable to wonder. Even if one was to win the competition, the purse probably pays for the race (just). I finished tired and sore and covered in mud (showering was an hour long affair).
Why do it? Bragging rights, for sure - I finished. I made it. I tried every obstacle (although I failed at a number of them). But I can hold my head up high.
More importantly, I found out I can do things I did not think were possible. I climbed a wall with help and then helped other climb. I heaved myself over and through and under is ways I could not expect. I managed to do one or two obstacles - the 15' tire climb and the slanted wall with the rope -that I not think that I could do.
And most of all, I finished. I kept moving.
How did this change anything?
Because today when I hit a problem I could not solve or something that bothered me instead of getting worked up over it I simply said "I climbed walls and things and crawled through mud this weekend - if I could do that, I can do this."
Maybe I did not find my outer limits this weekend, but I sure got a little closer.