Hah! Bet you thought I meant claims, didn’t you? Well, maybe someday, but not yet. It’s much, much worse. It’s Tough Mudder! How did I, at nearly 59, get into something clearly meant for the younger, more viril warriors? I could say that I felt sorry for my daughter who, after completing Tough Mudder two years in a row, learned her partner had dropped out and was considering doing so as well, losing her $100 registration fee…but that would only be “a version of the truth”.
The truth is that old time foolish pride got the best of me. Sure…high school and college football…an athletic history…most of which ended around age 25…and a determination not to get old…it all plays a part. The truth is also that, while the mind says, “Go, go…”, the body says, “No, no…”, and it also doesn’t recover as well when I don’t listen. But here I am anyway, one of a small “geriatric” group training at the local Sparta gym with kids half our age. (*See Carlos here…a chisled, 6’4″, 200 lb specimen…he carries me for 100 yards…then I carry him, and this goes on and on. Guess who fares the best?)
What, exactly, is Tough Mudder? Tough Mudder events are hardcore obstacle courses designed to test your all around strength, stamina, mental grit and camaraderie. With the most innovative courses, over one million inspiring participants worldwide to date, and more than $5 million raised for the Wounded Warrior Project, Tough Mudder is the premier adventure challenge series in the world.
What makes me think I can do this? Well first, there is a T-shirt that they give every registrant, and on the back it says, “Tough Mudder is not a race. It’s a challenge.” I may end up walking a lot of the way…maybe even most…but I am determined to finish. I have lost 24 lbs over the last 30 days while also training…and I’m down to a “svelt” 254 lbs, and my BP was last at 124/80. Not bad. But I suspect that the real reason lies in my upbringing. When I was growing up, I lived for nothing more than to make my father proud. And I know that at the time of his untimely death 23 years ago, he was proud of the achievements I had by then made as a career claims professional.
Now my eldest daughter, April, has followed in both of our footsteps, and while I pulled her from a 7-year stint in claims to work with me, she literally has “adjusting in the blood” and can go toe-to-toe with anyone on any given claim . So, in part, I now do this to make her pround that her Dad can still keep up (well…maybe not literally). And finally, there’s also another reason…and that is to support those who have given way more than their fair share.
Join Tough Mudder in Supporting the Wounded Warrior Project
The Wounded Warrior Project is a non-profit organization that helps US Armed Forces members–be they full time or reservists–who have been wounded or injured in their service to the United States. Their goals are:
- To raise awareness and enlist the public’s aid for the needs of injured service members.
- To help injured service members aid and assist each other.
- To provide unique, direct programs and services to meet the needs of injured service members.
You can choose to donate on behalf of me or my daughter April Boyd by clicking on a link below. Any contribution goes directly to Wounded Warriors:
If there are any of you out there who would like to do this with me, let’s go! (And that includes you too, John Stumpf!) And when it’s all over, after my body has recovered and I can stand up without throwing up, I think I’ll just kick back for a few years and just spend my time writing online claims education courses.
Wish me luck, ya’ll!