Imagine paying money to beat yourself up over 6kms of rough terrain and mud.. ridiculous..
But fool that I am I decided it would be good for team building so I signed on.
Well before you knew it it was race day,we were duct taping out shoes to our feet as apparently the mud gets so thick and deep the sheer suction pulls your shoes clean off your feet.
"Clean off your feet" that is the only time you will see that word in this tale of woe..
Siren is sounding and we were off at a slow jog,straight up a hill and it was all on.
The turn out was incredible.. I thought... "Damn people are crazy.. how awesome is this.." - heaven forbid, I found myself smiling and enjoying it.
We waded through water,slipped in mud and at one stage we.. well I was wading up to my neck in filthy water. (Being slightly, vertically challenged)
Soaked and staggering from fatigue we ran-walked and jogged the course with the best of them.
We laughed and we screamed at the frigid waters,but we were all Divers.. we live in the cool green waters of the Southern Ocean.
The cold is no stranger to us.. so we flourished like Lillies in pond scum.. flowered in the greying skies.. and we fought..
We lost a lot of good men that day,well no we didn't really.. although the electric fence shocked most of us in our soaking wet kit which of course amplified the effect.
At the end we crossed the finish-line as we had started.. as a team..
And we all vowed to be back next year as well.. bring on 2014 TG&G challenge...!!