After this weekend in Vermont I have colors on my skin I have never seen before. Aqua greens, deep purples, blue, bright red, pink, brown. I have new "Spartan Tattoos" all over my body, new scrapes, new Camelbak chafing marks, new ink. While to be honest the pics don't do my ink even 10% of the justice it deserves, this is a sneak peak at what 35+ miles, 10,000 feet elevation gain, and two left feet will get you.
One mistake I made this weekend was to bring only one pair of pants. I knew I was going to be going to New York and planned a bunch of cute outfits to wear; my little black dress, a cute black skirt, lots of tank tops.... not such a good idea. I ended up wearing my 1 pair of jeans the entire weekend.
One of my public appearances was at my first hot yoga class. The instructor had heard I ran the spartan race and asked if I was healed and ready for yoga (this was wed). I told her... "not too much" and she came to take a closer look! She almost died when she saw me.
My arms look and feel like I got beat with a 2x4. I got these bruises going over the 8 foot walls. I'm not strong enough or dont have enough balance to push up with my palms on them so I end up doing this chicken wing thing to belly flop myself over the top. Result... 8 plus walls per lap = major bruising!
These I'm pretty sure are from the tirolean traverse. My technique is to wrap my legs/ankles/knees over the rope and "walk" under it. It is fast and efficient but leaves a mark!
This is Corinne! Just in case you can't rednecognize the sexy bod! :)