This is a 5k run featuring the following:
- War Charge
- Heroes Spear Throw
- The Mud Pit (mud crossing)
- Scrambling Spartans (scramble net)
- Mt Impossible (wall climb)
- Dark Tunnel (small, wet and dark tunnel passages)
- The Fallen (balance beam obstacle course)
- Enemies Trap (cargo net climb)
- Slippery Victory (inclined wt wall)
- Barbed Crawl
- Leap of Faith (fire jump)
The entry fee goes to Help for Heroes, but I figured that for the first and last time, I would pimp myself out for sponsorship on behalf of Oxfam. If I manage to raise £50, I will wear the Princess Leia outfit to the race. Yes, the slave bikini one. I do not like Princess Leia or that outfit, because I have had this conversation 50,000 times over the course of my life.
Other Person: What’s your name?
OP: Hello, princess.
I suppress a rising urge to kill.
By adopting the character that has been my bête noire since I was old enough to talk, I hope to channel the rage in a positive direction. If I raise £100, I will do the earmuff braid thing too. Either way, there will be photos. Does anyone want to volunteer to take the photos? The bloke is running the race, too, so he won’t be able to.
NBAQ (Never Before Asked Questions)
- nanila, are you in it to win it? Provided I don’t run across any villages that need saving or maidens that need pillaging, I do hereby solemnly promise to give this race everything I’ve got. Considering that I’m mildly claustrophobic and afraid of heights, I fully expect this race to be quite challenging.
- nanila, are you training for the race? Yes. I’m running 3-4 times a week and working out.
- nanila, doesn’t volunteering to run a race in a skimpy outfit for money make you a bad feminist? If using my body once, for a couple of hours, to try to raise money for charity makes me a bad feminist after half a lifetime of trying to serve as a role model for girls who want to become scientists and women of independent means, then something is wrong with the definition of feminism. I’m in my mid-thirties and reasonably fit. I’ve always been rather prudish about showing my body. Frankly, I’m tired of it. I won’t have this body forever, and I would like to celebrate it for having been rather good to me all these years despite occasional periods of gross mistreatment. This struck me as the right sort of opportunity to do so. It’s not like I’m going to start wearing gold bikinis to work to try to get a promotion.
If there are any other questions, let me know and I’ll add them to the list. If you would like to donate, please click on the link to my JustGiving page below.