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Thursday night, I was sitting at home and checked my email. “Get Ready For Tough Mudder Chicago” is what the header of the email said.
“Shit, I completely forgot that I signed up for this.” I thought.
Four months ago, I signed up for this event with a friend. I hadn’t even texted him about it since we initially signed up for it. I wasn’t even sure if he was going to do the event.
“Should I do it? What if I didn’t ask my friend if he was still doing it and just hoped that he forgot about it.”
“No, I can’t do that. That isn’t the person I’m aiming to be. I made a commitment to do this. I should text him about it.”
I ended up texting him about it and he said he forgot about it until today and he is going to do it. He asked me if I was still going to do it.
I thought about it and decided that I should do it. I was only going to do the things that I regularly do on the weekend. Why not? I don’t care that I’m not in obstacle course racing shape. I know I can do the running part. I might as well do it to get a workout in.
We eventually coordinated how we were going to drive there and I met him at his house Saturday morning.
