I rarely write about dreams, but hell, this one was kind of cool because I was running the Tough Mudder again. Only this time the obstacles were crazier. Instead of just running over big muddy bales of hay, we ran up big muddy planks with freaking fireballs coming over the peak that we had to dodge.
Yes. Fireballs. It. Was. Awesome! If only Tough Mudder had obstacles like these. Maybe then it’d be called Insane Death Mudder.
And then I woke up a minute before my alarm, totally disoriented as to where I was waking up. That doesn’t happen too much. But hell - running uphill dodging fireballs? Bring it! It was good motivation to run in the am.