When I first saw the Insane Inflatable Race in 2015, I signed up immediately. I knew it would be the perfect adventure for Chasing Stormi to tackle. I ended up having the summer flu that day, and missed the entire race.
It showed up on Facebook for the second time in 2016. I signed up again. In January, I fell down a flight of stairs, ended up in a boot, and had no option of getting in shape for the race. I began to think this race was cursed for me. I was frustrated. However, the boot finally came off, and I had a month to do what I could to prepare to be “insane.”
I went to 9Round Lenexa for help. Their whole workout concept had me hooked after my first free workout. Not only was I getting my butt kicked thoroughly, but I was having the time of my life doing it! I highly recommend you check them out.
My friend, James, and my favorite 13 year old, Breonna, were determined to keep me on track. They signed up for team Chasing Stormi so we could all be “insane” together. Breonna also went to 9Round with me. Mama Bear made us team shirts. I focused on not getting hurt before the race. James talked smack to make us all laugh.
Race day came. We were dressed and ready to tackle this storm! We got our numbers, I layered up in sunscreen, and my shoes were good to go. James and Breonna teased who would finish first. My main goal was to finish without passing out before I reached the finish line. We noticed that the obstacles were spread out and not one large obstacle. This turned out to be a good thing.
The horn blew, and we were off! Breonna took the lead. I was impressed at my ability to quickly climb the top of the first inflatable mountain. I knew I had 9Round to thank! James, being the awesome person he is, slowed down to keep me company at my slower pace. “No man left behind!” he said. “Oh I am not getting left anywhere,” I responded. I was finishing this thing no matter what!
Despite his entertainment of hiding to jump out and scare me, and pushing whatever obstacle he could in my path to slow me down, we still managed to catch up to Breonna all the same. She, too, slowed down so we could finish together. We may have been slower than some, but we were having the best time being “insane.”
The obstacles are no joke. They were spaced out so you could walk and collect your energy in between. I am pretty sure that my previous dancer grace had taken a vacation that day. However, I did not skip a single obstacle, no matter how many times I fell down, or how long it took me to complete it. James and Breonna cheered me on the whole way. James ran around to take pictures of me finishing, showing others of my accomplishment. Breonna cheered us both on all of the way to the very end. I was proud of my team. I was proud of myself. Just more proof that being “insane” is not a bad thing. This is a good thing since I earned that label very early in life….Ha!
A girl just trying to find her way, stepping outside of her comfort zone, trying new things, and making new friends along the way!