That's Chuck heading in to the beach ball pit - you had to make your way through a bunch of elastic "ropes" first, though. Sounds simple, right?
Hah! Woman down. At least it was a slow descent to the ground - I got tangled up and managed to hit the sand. Holding onto the elastic the entire way down - hey, it really stretched!
But look - immediately, this nice young man was offering me a hand up. That was the cool thing about this race - strangers were helping each other all over the place. Nice!
Jeff paused from throwing beach balls at me long enough to take this picture - this was a fun obstacle and definitely felt very Beach Palooza-like!
Jeff and I exiting the ball pit. I managed to stay on my feet at this end!
(The next pictures are lifted from the official photographer's site, and, as someone who worked for a photographer for four years, I feel the need to say that I did buy some of these pictures...I know they work hard at these events, and count on selling some shots to stay in business. Of course I don't want to wait for the real pictures to come in the mail, so you're seeing the proofs.)
OK, here goes - this is what I was most excited about...FIRE! We jumped FIRE!! Twice!!! It was scary and exciting and crazy and I'm so glad we did this!!!
This fire looked to be at least 5 feet high as we approached it! OK, maybe just in my mind. But still - FIRE!
Jeff and I, catching air! Although I think I actually went through the flames more than going over them. Short legs, what can I say?
This was an exhilarating feeling, to have jumped FIRE! Twice!!
Chuck was just to the left of Kelly (in the picture) - we all jumped at the same time. I wish the photographer would have caught all four of us...next time(!) we'll have to be closer together.
Just one more obstacle left - the icy swim. They weren't kidding! I don't know how they managed to make the water so cold, but it was. And it felt dang good. Some people were wading through it, but the race officials were encouraging everyone to plunge in, so of course we did!
Jeff and Chuck going for a nice swim...
Check out the guy on the left - he was going all out! Love the enthusiasm...wonder if he realized the "pool" was only two feet deep?
Kelly and I getting ready to slither into the pool. It was salt water. Really, really salty water. I think I was laughing as I dipped into the water and got a mouthful - blech!
Soaking wet never felt so good - this was the perfect obstacle to end the race!
After that, we headed to the finish line!
This shot cracked me up, because the photographer caught OUR photographers doing their thing! It's really great to have such supportive husbands who not only are willing to participate in the crazy adventures that Kelly and I sign up for, but also carry the camera and document our fun. Thanks, Jeff and Chuck!
And the view from the other side...
Woohoo, finished!!! We did this race in the leisurely time of 1:13 - yes, a 5K in an hour and 13 minutes. Hey, we wanted to get our money's worth - why rush through it? (that philosophy originated from the original slow runner, John Bingham)
Hot, sandy, wet - and extremely proud of ourselves!