by Sarah Marbach

At my heaviest, and lowest point of my life, I was 440 pounds. The most exercise I got daily was walking to and from classes in college, and carrying my very large body up and down stairs. I couldn’t fit into things that were made for average sized people. Desks, chairs, airplanes, seatbelts, my twin sized bed, smaller cars, and restaurant booths all posed problems for me. I stopped being a participant in life and was simply existing. I went to class, I came home and ate. I went to work, I came home and ate. I was 21 years old and was told that I would be lucky to make it to 30 at the rate I was going. Things needed to change, and they needed to change quickly.

My mom had gastric bypass and she was desperate for me to at least look at the options available to me. Every time she presented me with the option of surgery, I checked out mentally. The last time she mentioned it, I finally caved and agreed to go to the seminar. After the seminar I had a burst of energy. I knew this was going to be the tool that I would need to save my life. From June-December of 2009 I worked my tail off. I cut back on the amount of calories I was consuming and upped my activity level. I started taking water aerobics and walking around the track with my friends. Before I was wheeled into the operating room I weighed in at 330 pounds (110 less than my first weigh in at the seminar).

After surgery, I continued to work out and modify my eating habits. I no longer ate because I was bored, I ate because I was hungry. I began scheduling things around my favorite exercise classes. I slowly moved from water aerobics to more challenging classes like spinning and kick boxing. I found a love of Zumba and began working with a personal trainer. I began doing harder and harder work outs and loved every minute of it. Still eager to try more, I began running and signed up for a bunch of races. I completed many 5ks, a few 10ks and a half marathon. I soon found myself at a normal weight and size, and began to feel great about myself and my achievements. I have now held my weight steady at 190 pounds for more than two years and am enjoying the maintenance phase of my journey.  All told, I lost 265 pounds.

I heard of the Spartan Race and was eager to take on the challenge, but as always, was a little intimidated. When I heard the Biggest Loser sponsored a team and that it was a scaled down version of the spartan, I jumped at the chance to be a part of it.

June 1st came quicker than I expected, but I was ready to lace up my sneakers and give the spartan a go. I showed up at 7:30 and waited nervously in the Biggest Loser area, already watching all the Spartans getting ready for their start time. As more people showed up, I convinced myself that I was ready to dominate the course and give it my all. With a few last minute race guidelines from the awesome team captains Jackie, Jen, and Dan… And a special shout out for my weight loss, and we were at the starting line.

We began with a mountain to climb, and I decided that I would move as fast as my legs would carry me. I jogged up the mountain like I’ve done it before, my dad always says “act like you’ve been there” and pushed forward. About half way up one of the volunteers shouted “keep jogging!” I knew I had to press forward. All along the course, the volunteers and the captains were excellent cheerleaders. Just when I felt like I had nothing left inside, a yellow Biggest Loser shirt would shout words of encouragement. I can’t thank them enough for taking the time out of their racing schedule to help the rookies complete the race.

The obstacles were all challenging in their own way, but I was eager and willing to try every single one presented and take my penalty burpees (even though they werent required). I focused on what I was able to complete, and didn’t beat myself up about the burpees I made myself do because I couldn’t do an obstacle. I climbed up walls ranging in height from 6′ to 8′, ran through tires, carried a “pancake” up a mountain and back down the other side, dragged a concrete block up a mountain and back down again, dragged a huge tire, climbed a wall made out of ropes, climbed a slanted wall and slid down the other side, crawled through mud and under barbed wire.

Though I completed many obstacles, I did take 30 burpees for the rock wall, the pegs, the rope climb, the spear throw (I missed the bale of hay), and the monkey bars. But, like with anything, if you don’t do something the first time there is always another chance to get it right. I will continue to train my tush off and I will take on the spartan next year and will try to cross some burpees off my list, because who likes doing burpees? No one!

Besides the awesome captains and volunteers from the Biggest Loser, and all my super cool team mates and new friends, the Spartans that were racing and their volunteers were more than supportive as well. Many a Spartan helped push my tush over walls, and shouted words of encouragement along the way. At one point there was a break in the course where Dan informed me that I could either cut through or take on the mountain… I said “forget cutting through, go big or go home!” and trudged my way up the mountain. As I made my way up the mountain I heard a voice behind me say “you don’t know how much you just inspired me!” Just knowing that I was able to inspire a fellow racer because I wasn’t going to take the easy way out is an amazing feeling. That’s really been a theme in my life, and the Spartan Race was no exception.

Taking the easy way out was the way old Sarah lived her life, but the me I am today wants more challenges because they build character and strength. Nothing worth having comes easy. I am proud of myself for finishing, for taking on a challenge that I was terrified of, for completing the whole thing even though short cuts were offered, and for trying every obstacle presented. The whole experience was amazing, incredible, and just positive. If you have a chance to sign up for this event, do it. You will surprise yourself and have the time of your life, plus some interesting bruises to show off at work on Monday…

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by Steffen “Cookie” Cook

On March 23rd, Christopher Mitchell was in Carolina to take part in the Spartan Race. So what? So were thousands of others. Well, Christopher’s journey there was a little different than some.

On July 3rd, 2012, he underwent reconstructive ACL surgery on his right knee. It was a mess. He explains, “A few months before, I completely tore my ACL while sparring in tae kwon do. I can’t really explain exactly what happened, but it felt like the top half of my right leg and the bottom half went in opposite directions when I planted my leg. Initially, I thought it was a bad sprain and treated the swelling and pain for a couple of weeks.”

There wasn’t the improvement he expected and on further inspection, an MRI scan determined that the ACL was “not there anymore.”

What happened next was like the script from the Six Million Dollar Man. Dr. William Garrett at Duke Sports Medicine in Durham, NC took a piece of Christopher’s hamstring and together with some new hardware, basically “built” him a new ACL.
“After my surgery, I spent the next week on my back with my leg in a brace and a cooler circulating ice water around my knee 24/7.”

Rehab was hard as he expected it to be. “Physical therapy began on July 11th and continued twice a week until just before Christmas. PT, it was slow and painful. The protocol for my rehab was provided by my doctor, and my physical therapist and I spent a lot of time working to get my knee to bend normally and to put weight on it. Over time, I progressed from my brace and crutches, to just my brace, and finally, no brace. My goal at that time was to walk with a normal gait, and eventually to build some strength in that leg. The loss of strength and muscle tone in my leg was amazing, and took some time to regain.”

Towards the end of the rehab, when treadmills and ellipticals were strengthening his leg, he noticed that it wasn’t doing anything to remove the extra pounds that he had acquired during the rest and rehab.

“I knew I wanted to get my leg, and body back in shape. It was about that time I came across the Spartan Race website. I was immediately hooked. I read every word on the website, and watched the videos. I felt connected with the Spartan Mission and the Spartan Code. I knew that I wanted to be a Spartan.”

With time pressing, Christopher explain how he tunes his body to be ready for the event.

“I’ve never been one to “just finish” any athletic activity. I want to be fully prepared and ready to give 100% to be as successful as possible. With so far to go to be ready and with so little time, I joined a program at my local gym designed to transform your body in 30 minutes a day, 4 days a week, with very intense, circuit-based workouts. We do burpees, push-ups, planks, pull-ups, jump rope, curls, shoulder presses, box jumps, and various workouts with kettle bells, just to name a few….oh, and did I mention burpees? I felt like this program would get me Spartan tough as fast as possible. And with some extra cardio/running added in, it has.”

A miraculously quick turn around, but one that shows how the focus of an individual can yield the rewards. The extra weight has gone and after some recruiting, he is now prepared to attack the course with his sons and a co-worker by his side.

“I am already planning to race in the Mid-Atlantic Spartan Super in August, and the Carolinas Beast in November. And who knows, maybe someday, even the Death Race?”

Yet another example of the triumph of the human spirit.

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by Michele McBride

Michele, left,  at 240 lbs

My name is Michele and I am a 41 yr old mom of 3 kids (2 boys and 1 girl ages 23, 18 and 7) and have been married for 24 years! When I was little I was always a skinny little thing, but when I hit 14 I gained some weight. Around age 15 almost 16 I decided to loose it and did! Man, it’s funny to see how boys who wouldn’t talk to you before but they sure wanted to talk to me then!

I got married at 17 to the greatest guy who loved me for me not my size! Well after two babies I had kept on the weight! After my 2nd I weighed 180 pounds. It was then when my darkest time entered. The weight continued to pile on and by the time I got pregnant with my 3rd in 2005 I weighed 240/245 lbs! It was the heaviest I had ever been and felt so depressed. The pregnancy was hard as I had many problems by the time I had her in December of 2005 I weighed 224!

It was then that I started watching The Biggest Loser! That inspired me big time! I first just changed little things – giving up soft drink except for one every now and again – but I knew I had to change, I’d developed Type II diabetes. Then I actually started eating right! I used to only eat supper and now I eat breakfast, lunch, snack, and supper! I also changed my white carbs to wheat and am making better food choices.

So I changed my eating but I knew I was still missing exercise! I admit I am lazy but I was wanting something different! I was

Michele (far right) back to 180 and counting

looking at all the Biggest Loser contestants and how they looked and looked like they felt and I wanted that. One day while searching a Biggest Loser event I stumbled across Spartan Race! Oh MY! It looked fun but I wondered if I could do it. My self-esteem had gone down as my weight went up! Even now I am not sure… but I WANT TO! My husband is very supportive and said of course you can do it honey!

I recently joined a gym and got a trainer and am preparing for my first race! I feel great now! I currently weigh 180 and have started noticing body changes. I am scared to death but I have to overcome some other fears during this Race! I have a bad fear of heights so that’s going to be hard! But I want this! I need this!! I want to be around for my little one to graduate and to one day have grandbabies to hug and run with! Plus, maybe finally I can out-kayak my brother! I love kayaking and my brother goes with me and we have so much fun but he can out paddle me! Well, watch out brother here I come! I am losing weight and inches but gaining so much more again! I have been inundated with support from Spartan Chicked Facebook page, so if you need the support they rock!

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I am Kristina Campbell. I am a Spartan.

Before my first Spartan race I was naïve and now my life has changed for the better. Spartan Race changed my life and inspired me to be a better more healthy version of myself! I can do anything that I work for.

Over a year ago I saw an advertisement for a Spartan race in my state. I immediately became intrigued with the idea and looked at every photo and video I could find to get a glimpse of what the Spartan Race was all about. My first thought was that this was absolutely for me and I instantly began recruiting my friends to join me in this journey. Once I found some folks as crazy and determined as me, we began to prepare.

We knew this race would not be just another day in the park. My friends and I began training, both independently, and as a group each week. We were all so excited and immensely nervous of the events to come and I was personally grateful to have a handful of my close friends willing to not only support me, but experience this together. With all the research, my team and I were still very aware that we would still have no idea what to expect. Boy, were we right!

After the long months of provision and preparation, the day was finally here! Our very first Spartan race! The bus ride to Amesbury was full of excitement, cheers, and anticipation. As we walked off the bus together and looked around I knew instantly this was going to change my life. The Spartan speeches and cheers of, “Aroo!”, welcomed us as we approached the starting line. Bib numbers scattered across our temporarily clean bodies- check. Bug spray and sunscreen- check. Teammates ready to rock this race with you- check. It was time to get down and dirty. Nearing the starting line I realized I still had absolutely no idea what I was getting myself into. Luckily my support system and team stood by my side with the same questions and excitement. We were in this together and in that moment, we were more than ready to jump on this thrill ride.

And we’re off! The race began and we look up to this massive hill. Little did we know just how many times we were going to be coming up and down it! So many challenges faced us. During my journey I couldn’t help but notice all my fellow Spartans’ willingness to help out complete strangers. The obstacles were tough. The course was wet and muddy, the walls were really high!  At any struggle or pause there was someone there willing to support you mentally and physically. I ran with a team but, of course, we got separated throughout the course.

It didn’t matter, whenever a small doubt crossed my mind that I couldn’t make it, there was a Spartan right next to me giving me the motivation I needed, sharing helpful hints on how to make the giant cinderblock feel a little lighter as I drag it around. The camaraderie displayed throughout this course was something I was truly proud to be a part of. Witnessing so many incredible events during this race made crossing that finish line and reaching for that, my very first, Spartan medal all the more meaningful.

This was the first of many races to come in my future. Spartan race literally changed my life. I never had not known such an incredible lifestyle existed. I’m now more motivated than ever to stay healthy, be fit, and push myself forward to success. Each obstacle faced was another challenge to push your endurance and every once completed was more satisfaction and proof that you can do anything you put your mind do. Since my first Spartan race in Amesbury MA, I have done many more races. As many as I can find in my area! I was lucky enough to participate in Spartan Race in Fenway park and I’ll be doing both races again this year.

I can’t even put into words how grateful I am that I took that first step into the Spartan World. I never want to leave!

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by Jon Nicholson

There are moments in life that define you. Often they happen to you when you least expect it. You think you’ll be prepared, but you almost never are. It can be joyous occasion, a tragedy, or somewhere in between. How you respond in those times can shape you permanently. It can propel you forward or drag you down. You don’t know which… until it happens.
I had one of these moments one year ago on Blue Mountain during the Pennsylvania Spartan Sprint. It was my first ever Spartan Race. This year I returned to that Mountain again.

To call the PA race a sprint is the definition of irony. There’s very little about it that resembles a sprint.
Flashback one year; that first climb straight up the hill. Half a mile? Less? More? It seemed like forever.
I had been running four times a week, doing some weightlifting, some interval training. In the prior year I got serious about getting back in shape, dropped 30lbs, and started to find my athletic self again. The Spartan Race seemed like a perfect event to test my progress.

Halfway up that hill my heart rate was somewhere between 170 and 4000. My legs burned. I poured sweat. I was drooling probably as well. (thank goodness for the lack of photography on that climb). I stopped and tried to laugh, but it sounded more like a whimper (one of my less effective race strategies). I had that moment: the defining one.

I thought, “I don’t know if I can do this.”

I thought I was prepared. What if I can’t? My wife is up there at the top, waiting to cheer me on. What if I’m just not ready? What if I just sit down and quit? I really thought I was prepared. I trained hard, didn’t I? What IS this race? What did I get myself into?

No immediate answers to these questions came as I listened to my heart pounding and felt the acid in my legs begging me to quit.

Instead, something inside me spoke: “Just do 40 steps, then take a 10 second rest. Keep your head down. Just 40 steps.”

So I did that, amid the noise of self-flagellation, fear, and doubt there was 40 steps. Then I rested. Then I negotiated 40 more steps. Then a rest. Then 40 more. Suddenly I was at the top of the mountain.
My wife was there and she saw the look on my face and knew exactly what to do. She kissed me, smacked my on my butt, and told me to get moving.

My weight was lifted, spirits re-charged, and off I went.

I finished the race and it even with a respectable time, though it felt like forever. I did 180 burpees along the way. I look shell-shocked in the photos, but elated not long after.

So what happened to me? What was that defining moment?

If there’s one thing a Spartan Race can do for you is simplify and clarify things. Simply and clearly, I hit that place far out of my comfort zone: so far from it that the landscape was alien. I was confronted honestly and directly with questions on that climb:
Who are you right now?
Who are you when it gets so hard that you want to quit and crawl away?
Who are you when things aren’t rolling along smoothly and success isn’t the obvious outcome of your effort?
Who are you sweating and drooling on that ski hill in the July sun, thirsty and seemingly broken?
I am the guy who climbs 40 more feet.

A year later now and time for the PA Sprint again. In those 12 months between, I completed my Spartan Trifecta, dozens of road and trail races, and my first trail Ultramarathon. If there was any question that I would face the struggle of the prior year, then they weren’t questions for me. I was confident this time. My mantra for hard races is “keep grinding.” It grew from “40 more feet”.

The race was like I remembered. This year I knew a lot more people though and the racing family is a friendly and generous one. When I started that first climb I felt myself smiling. When the heat came to my legs and the sweat started and the heart rate climbed, I welcomed it. There were no questions to answer this year. I just embraced it.

In the end, I knocked 50 minutes and 90 burpees off my prior years’ time. That was great and I was proud of that, but more than anything, I returned to Blue Mountain a better athlete and stronger person because of that race a year, not despite it.

For friends who are just getting into a healthier lifestyle and exercise again, I advise them all to sign up for a race. I don’t care if they are competitive or not. I tell them: make the goal to finish. “You’ll Know at the Finish Line” may be the slogan, but it’s also a genuine truth. I tell them that there’s a conversation out on that course for you, waiting to happen. Get out there and have it. It’s long overdue.

Find your finish line today.

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by Brad Fredricks

I’m 36, a father of a beautiful little girl and a boy, and actively living out a dream. If you ask me what I do for a living, I will tell you straight out that I am a full time athlete, competing in Spartan Races. People look at me funny when I tell them this, but I am serious, and after a minute they realize it. Things haven’t always been this way. In the past I was a marketer, manager, nerd, DJ, leader, prisoner, poet, and creative storyteller.

When I first got involved with Spartan Race, I was inspired to do so because I wanted to challenge myself to something I could not fake. I remember sitting at the desk of my last job, deciding that I wanted to pursue some sort of sport, but something that I thought could lead to something professional. It was a crazy idea, and a fabulous dream.

On January 5th, 2012, I left my job running a small start-up company in Boulder, CO. Call it inspired insanity, or perhaps a total leap of faith, but when I left that job I decided that I was going to pursue being a full time obstacle racer, and set my sights on Spartan Race.

Pursuing the dream lead me on an entirely new path, it transformed pretty much everything about me. In the process I lost 60lbs, got really honest with myself, and others, and found new friends who’ve become family to me.

It’s not all been easy. I’ve had my ups and downs, but along the way I’ve found myself, and found my way back to the dreams of the little boy I once was. I’ve found that it is easier to live in the light, being honest and genuine with others, than it is to live in the darkness of lies and deceit. I’ve found that anything is possible, even if not probable, but that it takes someone willing to dream, and willing to believe in their dreams to make it happen.

I truly believe that we are the light of our futures, not the darkness of our pasts. I believe that we all have something to contribute, be it big or small. I believe in the improbable, I believe in all of you.

I’m Brad Fredricks, and I am Spartan.

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Hunter McIntyre, PA Sprint 2013

By Hunter Garrahan McIntyre, Spartan Pro Team

As a Spartan pro team athlete, the great outdoors are a fundamental part of the training and success for any race that I compete in. I see far to many people that associate fitness with a membership at a the local gym. The old school brawny man methods are seemingly long gone and being replaced with group classes and rows of treadmills.  But it doesn’t require any machines or even four walls of a building to get fit, it just takes some creativity.

The truth of the matter is, all you need is a good pair of sneakers and open mind to make the outdoors the answer to all of your health club needs. I am currently writing this article after spending a few days at Spartan HQ where I had a first hand experience with backyard fitness! For starters running outside is a far better than what you would gain from using a treadmill, a more natural stride combined with the constant variation of terrain makes a strong all around runner.

Dumbbells and barbells can quickly be replaced with rocks, stumps and other heavy objects one might be able to find in your garage. Some of the strongest men and women in the world train with real world objects like atlas stones to set world records in more conventional strength training events.

Another great way to experience a good workout is yard work! As a said early I spent a few days at the Spartan “farm club” digging, lifting boulders and chopping wood. A few chores in the back yard done with the right intensity will burn up to or more calories than you could achieve on an elliptical. These movements will also prove build a much more functional and all around better performing athlete than more simple machine movements one might find inside your local gym.

In closing, if you want to get in shape anywhere you look can be a great start whether it be a gym or your back yard. And don’t

Hunter McIntyre, Mexico City 2013

forget the Spartan FREE Workouts of the Day (WOD). Delivered daily to your inbox, they are a great way to stay on top of your training. Sign up HERE.

Don’t be shy of climbing a tree or two in the process because making the world your play ground is what this experience is all about. Make it a goal to take on a new obstacle every day such as lifting a 200 boulder or raking up that stubborn pile of leaves that never seems to blow into the neighbor’s yard. Sure there may be a few cuts and bruises along the way but that’s all in the day of a life true Spartan.

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[Editor's Note: Hunter McIntyre, 24, is a member of the Spartan Pro Team.  This past weekend he took the top spot at the Pennsylvania Spartan Sprint held on July 13, 2013.  No stranger to the podium, it was a fantastic finish with a time of 41:53.  Congratulations, Hunter!]

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My first Spartan Race was in Ottawa back in June 2011. I signed up with my volleyball team for fun. At the time, the idea of getting down and dirty seemed like such a crazy but fun concept so hey, why not give it a try, right?

I raced in an open heat not knowing what to expect other than lots of mud. Being competitive by nature, I wanted to give it my best shot. I was never much of a runner for fear of bringing back old fencing injuries. I had fenced from the tender age of 9 and put my weapons away at 21, fed up of the shin splints and the stress fractures. The idea of running around was certainly not my priority.

I remember that Saturday morning at Camp Fortune. The intensity of the crowd, my adrenaline pumping! I wanted to run it and give it my all. I was definitely out of my comfort zone but I loved it! I had never climbed walls, jumped through fire and yeah, it was a first to tackle gladiators! And let me tell you, that 5K felt like it was at least 15! I was bruised and had scrapes all over but, WOW! I was on a high!

After that race, all I wanted was to do another Spartan Race. And so, my search began. Seeing the next one was in Vermont but was a “Beast”, I figured I couldn’t do a “green level” Spartan before doing a “blue level” race – aka a “Super Spartan”. And so I signed up for the Staten Island Super and eventually upgraded to the Hurricane Heat.

Through Facebook I connected with other mud obsessed people. It was reassuring to see I was not the only crazy person out there. After reading about the Founder’s HH in Amesbury MA, I wanted to be part of it all… The Staten Island Super Hurricane Heat was LIFE CHANGING. I met my Spartan Family there. I was the sole Canadian girl. My team was the Damn Cannucks – despite everyone (except me!) being American. The people that I met during this HH are some of my closest friends up to this day. They are my OCR family. It’s funny to say because I’m usually more of an individual athlete. I have never been a big fan of team events but that HH changed it all! I was with people that understood me, that got the same high from exerting themselves through mud, barbed wire and carrying heavy buckets and running around doing countless burpees (for the fun of it!)

And so this was the beginning of my love story with Spartan Races. I had to wait quite some time to race again. My first competitive race was Tuxedo NY in June 2012. I finished 5th and then I just couldn’t get enough of Spartan Race. I had to do it all – from the Winter Death Race, to Death Race, to back to back races, might they have been Supers or Beasts… Ultra-Beasts (love the glow in the dark medal!)

Coming from Canada, every trip was and still is, a time for me to see my Spartan Family. The camaraderie can’t be explained. It has to be experienced. Yes… You’ll know at the finish line but it doesn’t end there. Spartan Race changes lives. It changed mine. It has built my confidence and has shown me that anything is possible when you put your mind to it. I never expected to become a ranked top athlete and today I am proud to say I have people looking up to me, especially women. SR empowers people… It has even brought my mother and I closer than ever… That’s probably the most epic moment of my racing life thus far: crossing that finish line with my 72 years-young mom. If you haven’t read about that, well you better click on this:

Obstacle racing is my passion. It’s my fuel. It keeps me sane even if the races look insane. Sure, winning is of course a great feeling, but above all, it’s knowing you gave it all you got at that time. I know I am stronger than yesterday and that fortitude to improve every day burns within me thanks to Spartan Race.
I could go on and on about the different races I have done but the best part of it all: the friendships I have made. I treasure them.

Unleash the Beast Within

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by Steffen Cook

Spartan Race first met Zack Askins at the Colorado Sprint in May 2013. Nonchalantly strolling across the finish line after having the gladiators bounce off of him, he finished like the race was no big deal. Cheerfully accepting a cup of water and proudly accepting his finisher’s medal like all the others, he paused only to so that we could take his photo, then he left in order to take of the full bomb disposal suit he’d been wearing for the previous couple of hours.  We saw him come back for a full serving of the Beast in Utah where he finished the race again in the full bomb disposal suit.

“Originally I got the idea off of a fellow EOD tech namds Eric Johnson. He holds the record for the bomb suit mile at 8:05. He did it as charity, I was looking at it and my thought was I’m not faster than him, but I bet I could out last him. So I came up with the idea of running the Spartan in the suit.”

He continued, “Eric at the same time was thinking of one upping himself and was training to run the a race in Philly in the suit. Rather than compete against each other we just piggy backed I went first to try and get some attention for him and more money for the EOD wounded warrior charity.”

And he was pleased with the attention he got in Colorado.  ”Y’all did great considering I surprised a lot of people by coming out that day and gave me more headlines than Eric got.”

It’s well documented how strongly Spartan Race feels about the military and the ties that there are between the two, evident by our races at Colorado Fort Carson and in Tampa Bay, Florida. So when Zack goes on to explain where the drive comes from, it makes perfect sense; “Our purpose was simple, the military as a whole makes up a small portion of the population, and of the whole Army the EOD community makes up less than .01%. We have endured a larger portion of the wounded and killed than our numbers tell but we’re a very close community. We take care of our own, and we wanted to help take care of those who remain behind.”

“For where Eric and myself are trying to go is push ourselves and get some headlines and more money flowing into the EOD wounded warrior to help all those who made it back broke and missing pieces. We want to make sure that we help get all of our wounded taken care of, and this is the best way we can think of to do it.”

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by Corinne Kohlen, Spartan Pro Team

Jamie Gold

Chiropractor, Former Military Intelligence, Neuroscientist, Pharmacist, Computer Scientist, Microbiologist, Doctor of Dental Surgery, Doctor of Physical Therapy, Aerospace Engineer, Judge, Nurse, Doctor in Organizational Leadership, Environmental Scientist, Immunologist, Dietitian, Doctor of Education, MBA – what do these professions have in common?

Impressive – yes, skilled – yes, requiring high levels of focus and dedication – yes, admirable -yes, held by members of our Spartan Chicked community – YES!

In case it wasn’t obvious Spartan Woman are smart woman! Many not only hold advanced degrees and play important roles in society but balance motherhood and training on a daily basis. Some are working on second and third degrees and adding credentials behind their names including JD, RN, PhD, MD, MBA, DC, BA, MA, EdD. The list goes on and on. In addition to University degrees many Spartan woman have found success founding their own businesses, authoring books, designing homes, cooking, and developing new technology.

This is look at just a few of our Spartan Smarties:
Jamie Gold – Certified Kitchen Designer, Author ( MA Communication management.
Here is Jamie in her own words: ” I love being able to share my passion with clients, readers and seminar attendees alike. I also love the flexibility of keeping my own schedule, letting me start and end most work days with a physical outlet. I have learned that breaking the desk chair to dining chair to couch with exercise is essential for my health and sanity!”
Jamie is looking forward to running her first Spartan Sprint in January. “I’ve never been “athletic” but got in shape in my late 40s/early 50s and am now regularly active.” Her blog post: shows her journey of loosing 100 pounds:

Becky Mang – Senior Mechanical Engineer – AMEC – the international engineering and project management company.

Becky Mang

Becky enjoys working in a field where everyday brings unique challenges and obstacles. In her own words: “Every day I learn something new (which I love) and on really good days I’m able to teach someone else something new! Being a female in a male dominated field has been difficult at times, but it has made me stronger and more confident. I enjoy mentoring the next generation of female (and male) engineers, helping them meet their career goals. One of the most interesting things I have seen is the inside of an underground salt mine almost 1,000 meters below surface.”

Becky just completed her first Spartan Race at the Montana Spartan Sprint and is hooked! She has already signed up for the Calgary Sprint and the Red Deer Super this year. Next time your at a Spartan Race look for some of these ladies, admire their athleticism, and know that they are not only strong but smart! AROO!!

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