Complete a Spartan Race

“Spartan Race, on the other hand, was up-down-up-down-up-down-up-down for miles. I think the most heard comment during some of these stretches was “really?” as races encountered yet another climb or descent – frequently with a pond at the bottom to wade through. Combine that with the mud that had been created by the rain the night before and the entire thing was really a heck of a slog. There was one maybe half-mile jaunt that was along a flat trail, and that was it, most of it was a crazy quagmire of hills, ponds, trees, and a whole lot of crawling and hand-over-hand climbing.”

“Then… we got near the end. And the last three obstacles were in sight of the finish line. But… two of them were: the rope climb and the Hercules Hoist. Our rope climb was not in a water pit, but rather on a pile of hay. Didn’t matter, I still didn’t have the grip strength left to do it. [...] Same with the Hercules Hoist. I had the technique down for the latter [...] But… my hands were shot at this point. Again, diabolical putting these two right next to each other. [...] And that was it. I jumped the fire and crossed the finish line. I was spent from top to bottom, and happy as hell to have completed my first Spartan Race.”