The Great Urban Race

For the past few years, my brother and I have been involved in a number of events meant to foster entertainment and friendship.  They put people outside of their shells and encourage both teamwork and a sense of accomplishment.  It all started off with a little event I’d like to call “Warrior Dash” (which coincidentally is also what the creators would like to call it as well.)

Warrior Dash is a crazy event in which average participants get to pretend like they are crazy, mud-slinging warriors that can handle army-like training obstacles.  All in all, it’s a pretty fun event and doesn’t really require a ton of additional training to complete (luckily for me.)  You even get a free beer and first dibs at a giant turkey leg immediately following the race. Heck, you could have beer in your mouth and a turkey leg ready to go in less than 3 minutes following the race. Now THAT’S a true warrior.

Of course, if you’re on the circuit of crazy events, you’ve probably noticed the crazy influx of new “crazy and wacky” events popping up all over the place.  The “Super Crazy Run!” this and the “You’ll Get So Dirty” that; it’s almost too much to even think about. However, if there’s one race that remains constant (probably due to its greatness and its urban-ness), it’s The Great Urban Race.

My brother and I first tried our hands at the Great Urban race in Normal, IL a full two years ago. We were young and naive then; amateurs on the road to greatness. But our biggest flaw was a lack of experience and in these cut-throat competitions, experience is everything. We tried again in Chicago.  But more teams means more competition and we got caught up in a net of difficult clues.  You live and you learn.

However, this past year we entered the Great Urban Race in Normal, IL again, determined to take the throne in a town we have both come to know and love.  We raced hard, solved every clue, strategized on an approach and ran our little hearts out (I almost ran the contents of my stomach out as well, but fortunately crisis averted.)  After pushing ourselves to the limit we crossed the finish line in record time and, wouldn’t you know it, we won first place. It just goes to show, if you dream it you can do it. And we’ve been dreaming it for 2 years.  Victory never tasted so sweet.

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