It’s been a crazy few weeks. Last week I was in Virginia, spent the weekend in NYC, and then just got done with a long week in Chicago.

I stayed past Thursday in Chicago so I could do my leg of the Urbanathlon this morning. Now I’m back in Tampa waiting to get picked up so I can go to the Rays/ Sox game.

The Urbanathlon was an amazing experience. Like any other race- there was a lot of running. But, unlike any other race there were obstacles. After running for about 2 miles I started wraping around Soldier Field. As I rounded the corner I saw a big crowd of people and two dodge trucks jack up. I had to crawl under them and then through the mud under this net. As soon as I got done crawling (it seemed like forever) I stood up and realized I had to get across monkey bars also. I wasn’t sure I could do it- I think I was 8 last time I did monkey bars. As I was about to start them I saw the guy in front of me fall off then and splash is a big pile of mud. This motivated me- I made it across them with little trouble. And then I puked- just a little bit.

I walked a bit and then started running again. At the 4 mile point I saw another crowd and had to go down a steep bank to the beach. The next obstacle was marine hurdles. Good thing Im not short- it was pretty easy to lug my body over them. The poor short dude in front of me was having a hell of a time getting over them.

Once I finished the last one- I puked again in front of the crowd of people. Then I found my teammate.

Despite the puking- I enjoyed it. It was something new. It was exilerating.

Pictures from this trip in order: Statue of Liberty(duh), Gin Mill (NYC Gator Bar), teamates at the Urbanathlon, and the entrance of Tropicana field before game 6 of the ALCS.