You’ve heard of the Warrior Dash, the Color Run, and even
Glow Runs. Neat. We have too.
But when we tried to think of what makes a person a true athlete…a true
warrior, if you will, there was nothing that more clearly identified the kind
of champions we strive to be than this little adventure race called
Motherhood.
When we saw the Run Free Mama Dash Adventure Race was going to be held on
Mothers’ Day weekend, we knew we owed it to ourselves and our precious children
to see if we had what it takes to test our mental and physical mommy
strength. So, we gathered the fiercest
group of mothers around and signed up. 
Our adrenaline was really pumping as we geared up at the
starting line. Our first challenge was
to carry babies in the world’s heaviest contraptions (aka infant carseats). They loaded our little darlings down with
full diapers to really give the obstacle the extra 3.5 pounds of weight it
needed. And let us tell you, carrying
these while running 5K…not easy. We just
kept telling ourselves to pretend it was a Sunday morning sprint across the
church parking lot. Because we all
remember those Sunday mornings of being 40 minutes late to church because of
baby spit up, toddler tantrums, and poop…so much poop. But, by golly, you got everyone dressed and
to church and you were not going to let a simple thing like “being on time”
stop you. Once we channeled that, the 5K
was a breeze!
The next obstacle was The Diaper Crawl. This obstacle was built for us. Sure, as new mothers the smell of a baby’s poop was enough to send us gagging. But after changing somewhere in the range of 12,500 diapers, this obstacle was nothing we couldn’t handle. A little mommy competition may have even come out as we set out across the soiled battle field.
After The Diaper Crawl, we ran another 3 miles to The
Grocery Store Challenge. All mothers
know that grocery shopping with children is its own special experience. Sometimes the children are wonderful and
engaged in the shopping experience.
Other times, you have to be ready to run through that grocery store like
your life depended on it. Because YOU
KNOW you have exactly as long as the free Target cookie lasts until one of your
children has a complete meltdown.
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Why was this race so fun???
Because we had the loving support of our sweet husbands and children
cheering us on the entire way! Just like
any rough day, a simple sweet phrase and hug from your kiddo can make you feel
like you can get back up and go an extra mile…or 20. The goldfish and juice
boxes also provided just the sugar boost we needed.
After making record breaking time at the Grocery Store
Challenge, we sprinted to the next obstacle.
While this one appears to be simple in nature, The Highchair Highway was
trickier than we expected. We strapped
our youngest ones in and ran 3.2 miles. We must admit, the Goldfish crackers being
thrown from the trays became an obstacle in and of themselves. If you think Goldfish dust isn’t a real
thing, then you’ve never strapped a one-year-old in a highchair and run 3.2
miles. It’s all kinds of real.
But that Highchair challenge was only the beginning of the
food throwing we were about to endure.
As mothers, we’ve all been covered in peas, corn, and multiple other
foods on more occasions than we can count.
In fact, from the time our children were ages birth through 3, most of
us didn’t purchase any new clothes because we just knew they’d end up covered
in stains. So, this was a challenge we
were fully prepared for. You aren’t a
true mommy warrior unless you’ve been pelted with handfuls of corn and peas
from multiple children all at one time!
The biggest challenge we had to face was the emotional
endurance test – the Mile Long Nag. We ran as fast as we could through this
obstacle, gathering our patience and endurance to help us push through. It was
tough. It was draining. Even now, I can barely speak of the challenge without
my head tilting slightly and forehead vein popping out.
Once we made it through that obstacle, we were tired. We were worn.
We were exhausted. This race of
motherhood isn’t for the faint of heart.
But we kept running because that’s what mothers do. One foot in front of the other. One step at a time. And then we looked up and remembered why we
do it. Because the blessings for which
we run are completely worth it. And as
we crossed that finish line, we were met with their sweet little faces eager to
say, “GOOD JOB, MOMMY!” There, waiting at the finish line were our adorable children with their homemade medals. They were so proud of us!
You see, our children were waiting for us at a streamer that marked the end of this little adventure on pavement. But the true adventure of Motherhood never ends. From the day you find out you are expecting a bundle of joy, you are a mother. And you get the privilege of having that tile for...forever. No matter the age of your baby or the stage of life they are in, you will always be "Mom." What a blessing. What a privilege. What a journey. And so on this Mother's Day Weekend, we are reminded that this job - MOTHERHOOD - it is work. It is hard. It is 24 hours a day, 365 days a year. And there is nothing better than getting to do it each and every day.
Disclaimer: No children were harmed during the course of the Run Free Mama Dash Adventure Race. Blog post was written in conjunction with 2 Kids Playing House.
