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HMR events are neither a competition nor a race but instead about the person next to you; helping your team and other fellow mud runners through the course. Each event will push a person to his or her limits in a 5 to 10 mile mud run with a unique combination of land and water obstacles designed to promote skill building, camaraderie, physical fitness, mental stamina, social communication and interaction.
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October 28, 2017Save 20% on your Hardcore Mudd Run with code MRGHMR Learn MoreBoalsburg Pennsylvania Hardcore Mudd Run Ultra 2017
Tussey Mountain Ski Area, Boalsburg, PA, United States
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PATHETIC WASTE OF MONEY
Just yesterday, I ran the Hardcore Mudd Run at Tussey Mountain and I have too many things to say about how horribly this company sets up its races. I will first off start by letting you know that I have been running OCR for a few years now and I can, without a single doubt in my mind, say for a fact that yesterday's race was the absolute worst OCR I have ever run.
Let's start with the course itself. First off, that first to get over? Nearly humanly impossible for one man to get over by himself. That wall must have been 13-15 feet tall and required a team of people to get everyone over the wall. The ropes had at every obstacle were in no way the ropes meant to be used for an OCR race. Simply grabbing the ropes provided would cut through your hand. The biggest issue of this entire race was how pathetic they are at the simplest thing: TRAIL MARKERS. How difficult is it to put up arrows and clear signs telling the racers where to go!? Every single racer at some point went off course because the arrows led in nearly every direction. There was absolutely no order to this process.
How about the fact that this course had, what seemed like, 5 obstacles. And that fence crawl that required a team of people to get through. Do they realize an OCR race is supposed to be able to be done alone without any support? This is not a team sport. One more thing: I paid for an Extreme race that was advertised as 10-15 MILES!! Everyone who had a Garmin on during the race reported 7.5-9 miles at the longest. Hardcore Mudd Run is a disgrace to the OCR sport.
On a super cold November morning, my Dad and I set out to conquer (or at least finish!) the Hardcore Mudd Run at Jiminy Peak. We saw pictures from the Saturday event, and realized a stop at EMS was in order Saturday night for warmer gear. I am SOOO very grateful that we did that, because as cold as I was, I would have been even colder without the warmer layers.
We warmed up with some calisthenics in a pen. Got the blood moving, but burpees on a slope are not recommended! I almost got kicked in the face several times, and slid down the slope every time I came back into a plank position! Commander Animal Jones invited a few of us up for a breakfast of a raw egg - aside from the texture, it wasn't nearly as bad as I expected.
The course started with a swim. All water obstacles were optional because of the temperature, but my dad and I decided to go for it. The water temperature was warmer than the outside air, but still felt freezing cold. Once we got out of the water, we remained cold for the rest of the event. (Although I'm glad that we challenged ourselves, I think if I had to do it over, I would skip that initial swim!)
From the swim, we started going up and down ski slopes, the first slope was at close to a 45degree angle (or so it seemed, not sure if there's anywhere to find the slope angles of different resorts?). They had the hoses on the slope, so by the time we were crawling up the hill, there were parts that were plenty muddy and plenty slippery.
The next obstacle we encountered was the sandbags, which we carried down one slope then up the next. I think the bags were 20 lbs, but I'm not entirely sure. I gave my gloves to one guy who had freezing hands that he couldn't warm up for the trip up the mountain. He helped me get my sandbag squarely between my shoulders, which made the trip up the hill much more comfortable.
My favorite obstacle was crawling underneath a chain mesh fence - my dad and I crawled through together, and helped share the weight of it as we pushed forward through the mud. I liked it because being in a crawling position was warmer than any other (and out of the wind) but also because of the teamwork it required, and not just of our team, but other people hung around holding up the fence for those who were coming behind them.
The "WTF" obstacle was well named, basically going up and down a ski slope several times - the course was roped off like those lines you encounter buying tickets at the movie theater - we were corralled into the path. The best part about the obstacle was the fact that there was so much encouragement and interaction of people going up and down, because we were right next to each other, it allowed lots of time to interact with folks who were actually quite far ahead of us on the course.
"Lost in the Woods" was, just like it sounds, a twisting winding path through the woods. There was a weird vortex between WTF and the woods where everyone got very spread out, and there were points in the woods where I couldn't see anyone before me or coming behind me. Which was simultaneously cool, peaceful, and scary. It was in the woods that the depth of how cold I was hit me full force, though. It was nice to be out of the direct wind, but it was still cold enough that my fingers and toes were completely numb (and remained that way for the rest of the race).
After the woods, we came to the top of the mountain, and got a taste of the full force winds and freezing temperatures there. We also came to the Walls. There were three walls, I believe they were 8 feet, 10 feet, and 12 feet. The 8 and 10 foot walls had nothing to help you over, a small team like my dad and myself had to get help from another larger team to make it over. Thankfully, we were there at the right time - the team just ahead of us was AWESOME for getting us over those first two walls. The third wall had ropes for helping, and both my dad and I tried to get over that wall, but were unable to do so. My arms were still freezing cold (and felt rather like spaghetti!), I had no strength to pull myself up anywhere. But I tried, and got higher than I anticipated I would!
The next course after the wall was the only area I remember running/jogging for a long stretch. It was a flatter route as we were along the ridge, but mostly we just had to keep moving. At one point, my dad's lips were white (and mine were, too, I'm sure), and I know he was having trouble forming words and talking. My hands felt like rocks, and my feet were completely frozen and numb. It was along the ridge that I most questioned my sanity entirely, and was ready to throw in the towel just to get warm.
The cargo net obstacle was located somewhere in this stretch. I am not afraid of heights, so that part of it was fine, but the lack of mobility and feeling that I had in my hands at that point did leave me fearing for my safety at the top of that net.
After crossing over it, there was also barbed wire stretched out over mud. I think that you were supposed to go over/under the barbed wire, but my dad and I just went over. We were able to step over the higher wires no problem (there were high and low wires in line with each other - not sure if maybe we were supped to go through the middle of them?). But we kept moving.
Down a hill or two, and we came to the rubber tire bridge. This was the only obstacle that I opted out of that my father did. I was so cold, and getting wetter, which I surely would have done, was not acceptable. He told me that getting his toes in the water actually warmed them up, which I believe, but I'm not unhappy that I skipped that one.
I don't think anyone on Sunday did the "Docks to Nowhere" obstacle - basically, climbing a wall and jumping into the water. We ran by that one happily, especially knowing that we were now headed back down the mountain, and every step was bringing us to a warmer climate.
There was a 20-30 foot path called the "Paint Ball Run". People with paintball guns were up in the woods, and shooting at the folks on the course. There were hay bails set up, so we were given the option of crawling under the bails. We would have been unlikely to be hit had we done so. However, we decided to run through - I got pegged twice on the inside of my right leg - super painful spots, but better than the face I guess! :)
The remainder of the trek was down the mountain, and as I said, every step was getting us to a warmer place. The very last thing was the fire - there were two fires to jump over, and four to crawl under. To be honest, I wanted to stay underneath the fire and just wait for awhile, because it was the warmest place I'd been for three hours!
Coming to the end, we got our dog tags and a hug from Commander Animal Jones (who, it must be said, is super cute!), and then we went to get warm by the fire pit.
Overall, the course was one of the most challenging things I've ever done. I loved that it wasn't timed, but was a challenging event - there was much emphasis on teamwork and pushing yourself past your limits. It was advertised as a four mile "warm up" event, but the course was actually six miles. I didn't mind the switch - it did make me feel better about our time of three hours on the course!
The biggest obstacle, and my biggest challenge of the day was the cold. If it had been 15 degrees (or even 10 degrees) warmer, I would have had way more fun on the course itself. As it was, the course itself was challenging and painful, and the fun was had in the sense of accomplishment and pride that we finished.
The Hardcore Mudd Run course next year (full 12-13 miles), is taking place even later in November. I might attempt it if the weather is warmer next fall (hey, it's New England, who knows what we'll be having!), but probably would not do the course in the colder temperatures again. If I did, I would definitely skip that first swim to make sure I'm just a little bit warmer for the rest of the time.