by Krystle James, guest blogger and Spartan Chick
I was born on January 29, 2012, at approximately 1:06pm. After about 3 hours and 42 minutes of INTENSE labor and almost having been brought to tears, I crossed the finish line at my first Spartan Race in Temecula, CA, and was born into Spartanhood. My life has not been the same since.
Up until my first Super, I had raced either alone or with one other friend that I managed to coax into signing up with me and I joined the Spartan Race Street Team before I even completed my first race because that’s how excited I was to become part of such a movement. I loved the Spartan ethos and finally found a community that I could relate to. That is how I met my new family, the Weeple Army. I am proud to be a Weeple! I love my Weeple family.
At my first Spartan Race, I was nervous because I had never done anything like it. I was so nervous that I actually felt a little
nauseous. This time around however, and after a year of strength training, running three marathons, one half marathon, two Ragnar Relays, one Spartan Beast, three Spartan Sprints, and one Hurricane Heat, (ALL with my Weeple family), I felt prepared and ready to celebrate my 1-year anniversary of being a Spartan.
I raced the Saturday SoCal Super with great friends, made new friends along the course, ran into old friends, and felt great at the finish line. So I did what any logical Spartan would do…I decided to run Sunday as well!
As I look back on my first year as a Spartan, I am happy to be the warrior that I am becoming, and excited of what’s to come. The year 2012 has been one of the best years of my life. I was born as a Spartan and found a family to share epic times of chasing miles, carrying bricks up mountains, crawling through mud and jumping through fire, sharing laughs, and growing to be the badasses we were meant to be.
As a Spartan, I choose everyday to wake up with a purpose, walk tall, stand strong, and chase my dreams.
It’s time for you to chase YOUR dreams. Find an event near you, and sign up!