On Saturday, August 16th, I ran the Toronto Tough Mudder with my Husband Mike and my brother Brad.
The following are my honest accounts of what happened, the obstacles we encountered (both physical and mental) and the sometime humours things that occur during a Tough Mudder, regardless of geography.
This year's journey has been unofficially titled: How Much Mud could a Mudder Mud, if a Muddied Mudder Mudded Mud?
