The sopes, they look pretty but were disappointing in flavor. The first one was filled with plantains in mole sauce, the middle was filled with shrimp in salsa and the third one pork with goat cheese. The pork one was my favorite of the three, but I wouldn’t order these again.
During dinner and the rest of the weekend I didn’t pay attention to food portions, calories, ingredients, labels or protein intake. Whatever was in front of me I ate. I didn’t feel guilty nor do I regret what I ate. In fact I enjoyed most of it, it was delicious. What I didn’t enjoy was the full feeling I had, the feeling of the tortilla chips sitting in the pit of my stomach until the next day and the insatiable thirst I had due to high sodium intake and putting on 3 lbs of water weight. Eating junk food once in a while and going overboard is a reminder of why I choose to eat clean everyday. Also, I had two alcoholic beverages the entire night, I can only imagine how much worse I would’ve felt had I drank more.
Later in the weekend…
For those of you not familiar with Warrior Dash it’s a 3.3 mile obstacle course with cargo nets, mud pits, barbed wire, fire and more mud. This race was awesome! We signed up for the second run of the day at 8:30am, a very smart decision. The course gets muddier and muddier throughout the day as thousands of people run through it.
This is how it started.
This is how it ended.
Muddy Muscles 2
I finished with a time of 39:33.60 that put me in the top 20% overall and top 7% for my gender age group. Because of all the muddy obstacles I couldn’t run with my Polar heart rate monitor, normally I rely very heavily on it. I felt a little naked at first but once I got going I didn’t worry about it. This was the first race where I pushed myself so hard that I had to stop at one of the water stations to pour the water on my head to calm down. What can I say, I got excited. I’m always trying to beat my own time and do my personal best. I also know that my racing was impacted by the way I ate over the weekend. I definitely felt slower than normal, I won’t have to learn that lesson again.
Have I mentioned how much I love racing culture? If you’re reading this and have never participated in a race I don’t care how slow you think you are, DO IT! You can thank me later.
I’m considering a new kind of challenge for next year the 10-mile Tough Mudder . I wonder who I could get to do it with me. Who’s in?