Friday, April 20, 2012

Ohio / Michigan Tough Mudder Recap, Part 6



Cold, cramping, and soaked, we soon found ourselves in the woods standing in another line. There was no obstacle in sight. The steady rain continued as we waited, shuffling forward as the queue moved. Finally we came up to the start of the day's longest challenge, Obstacle #21: Hold Your Wood.

It should have been called “Wait in line. In a swamp. In the rain. Carrying a 20 to 50 pound log.” At the starting line, you either grabbed a log off a pile of waiting wood, or got a log handed off from someone finishing the loop. This obstacle was not so much difficult as it was frustrating. On a clear course, it may have taken 5 minutes to power through this obstacle, possibly less. With the bottleneck of people trying to crowd down the narrow paths, it ended up taking more like 30. The hardest part was a steep descent halfway through the loop. People slipped and fell, or dropped their logs creating a knee clearing avalanche below. Then we had to climb out. Traction was non-existent due to the rain and thousands of feet smoothing out the terrain. But mudders don't whine. We happily passed our log off to the next poor souls and continued on. The end was not far.
Obstacle #22: Logjammin was strategically placed to get your cramping muscles good and mad at you. Climb over a stacked log wall about 5' high, then crawl under a log wall with about 2' of clearance, repeat 10 times. Bob and Steve went first, followed closely by Erick and me. As Erick and I waited at the end of the obstacle for Tim and Jicha (Jicha employed the “stop, drop, and roll” technique to get under the walls due to his stiff-as-boards hamstrings), the rain picked up from a continual sprinkle to a full-on downpour. We agreed it was time to hurry up and finish.

(Justin’s first failed Everest charge)

But first, Obstacle #23: Everest stood in our way. A quarter pipe, 18’ high, and slick with water, mud, and the plastic coating on top, Everest is a formidable foe. At least for me. I had a run up, and failed, my arms slipping through the dangling hands of fellow mudders taking a turn on top of the wall to pull people over. I tried again, and fell again. Bob, Tim, Erick, Jicha, and Steve all made it up on their first try. I was humbled, and took FIVE tries to finally make it up.









(Bob and Erick take the hill, from dual angles!)


(Tim conquers Everest)


The quest continues:

Ohio / Michigan Tough Mudder Recap, Part 7





(Steve gets over the wall with a little help from his friends)

There’s a number of theories as to how the tallest person on the team had such a hard time with this obstacle. But in the end it all boils down to me needing revenge on this obstacle. So please let me know if you want in on the Atwell Arsenal Tough Mudder Part II in either Maryland or Kentucky or South Carolina this September – October. I’m there.
(Another failed Justin attempt. Ballet jumps just weren’t cutting it)

With Everest behind us, we made our way as a team through the last portion of woods. The last thing between us and the finish line was Obstacle #24: Electroshock Therapy. This is possibly the Tough Mudder’s most famous obstacle, and the one that causes the most trepidation. There were a couple of people that may have joined the Arsenal if not for the dangling, electrified wires you have to run through to get to the finish. Hay bales and a layer of ankle deep water added another element of danger.

We charged. Bob, Jicha, and I all took light zaps to the shoulder. Erick got one on the arm. Steve caught a couple light shocks too, but nothing too extreme.




(Tim Russell gets Tased)



Tim Russell on the other hand got the big backhand from Electroshock Therapy. Tim caught a wire right on the ear, a couple of us heard the pop. The next thing Tim knew, he was a few feet from the finish line. Electroshock Therapy knocked out approximately 20 seconds worth of Tim’s short term memory. But in that instant, all that mattered was getting that orange headband.

The finishing area was full of smiling faces, every last one sopping wet and caked in mud, happily sporting the coveted orange headbands. Volunteers passed out water, sports drink, cliff bars, and most importantly Dos Equis. A Most Interesting Man In the World banner proclaimed that anything requiring you to sign a death waiver is probably worth doing.

We staggered through the chaos of the finishing area. Michelle and Abby found us, and held shirts while we went to hose off the worst of the mud in the Tough Mudder “shower” area, a platform off to the side of the finish line with dozens of garden hoses connected to a water truck.

The shuttle bus back to the Ford plant was thankfully very warm. No Rhianna or Chris Brown on this ride, though I imagine all the elated story telling of brave deeds, tragic spills, and camaraderie would have drowned it out anyway. No one walked away without some manner of injury, scuff or bruise, but the licking of wounds would be for another day.

For now, the Atwell Arsenal had conquered the Amherst Quarries and the Ohio/Michigan Tough Mudder, and it was time for a well-deserved Brew Kettle feast.

Friday, April 13, 2012

1 Day to Go - Uniform Unveiling!

Ohio Tough Mudder Team Apparel
Brought to you by Customink.com and 2011 Fashion Star champion Mitch Clifton
Take to the quarries in style with your fully customized team jersey. High visibility names and numbers will help you keep teammates in site and let spectators to pick you out of a crowd. Made of a space-age Kevlar and Teflon blend, these shirts are designed to easily shed mud and be 100% bullet proof (disclaimer: actual results may vary). Your Atwell Arsenal team jersey will have you looking and feeling foxy from the top of the highest monkey bar to the depths of the deepest quarry.
Want to keep the team spirit going even after the Tough Mudder is done? Introducing the Atwell Arsenal casual line. Get down with your bad self as you limp from the parking lot into the bar. The shirts are black to create a slimming effect, sure to mask your post-race celebration weight gain. Use the long sleeves to wipe your mouth when you don’t have the hand strength left to grip a napkin.
Available for the first time in America, it is the Atwell Arsenal’s new line of club wear. Hit the night in style in this shirt that is sure to make you the bell of the ball. Logo printing available in sequenced or with new photoreactive inks that glow under a black light. See what the buzz in Milan and Paris has been all about. Limited release available new in Soho, Orange County, and Parma. Available nationwide this May.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

The Countdown!

We are three… count them… THREE days from what could be the greatest day in any of our lives (including you, the reader). The Ohio Tough Mudder, located in the famous Amherst Quarries “Sandstone Capital of the World”, kicks off this Saturday. As we count down the days in distress and anxiety, the Ohio Tough Mudder course is having the finishing touches applied. The Devil’s in the details, and in this case the details take the form of barbed wire, greased monkey bars, and bottomless quarries. It is said that while the Amherst Quarries welcome all to challenge its depths, it gives back only a select few. The Atwell Arsenal sets off for adventure/despair at 9:00 AM sharp!

With race day rapidly approaching, we have two important items that can’t wait a moment longer.

First off and most importantly, the Atwell Arsenal blog staff wish to extend a heartfelt get well soon to Pam, Matriarch of the Beaugrand clan and wife of our Commander-And-Chief Bob-O-Licious.

Her supermom powers have tested lately with an unexpected surgery, but she is now home and on the mend. Eye witnesses report that she was up at 5AM shoveling Ohio’s annual April snow storm from the driveway, and that she didn’t even need a coat. Get well soon Pam and everyone at the Atwell Arsenal looks forward to seeing you after the race! You are a SERIOUSLY Tough Mudder!

The other announcement is that Saturday marked the official release of ‘Arsenal Ale’, official beer of the Atwell Arsenal Tough Mudder team. We teamed up with The Brew Kettle to craft a beer worthy of the race. Plentiful hops to give you that extra kick to get you over any 12 foot walls in your path, dark as the blackest mud the quarries can throw at you, and sporting a high enough alcohol content to numb the pain after the Tough Mudder is complete… provided you survive.

Located in Strongsville, Ohio just off Pearl Road, The Brew Kettle is Ohio’s best brew pub and smoke house. The Atwell Arsenal recently named The Brew Kettle as their official post-race celebration location. See you there Saturday, between 1 and 2pm!

Arsenal Ale, the post-Mudder beer of choice. It’ll have you saying “Man, come get me… one.”

(legal disclaimer: The Brew Kettle is in no way affiliated nor does it condone the actions/behavior of the Atwell Arsenal. Any rebroadcast, retransmission, or accounts of the game is prohibited without the expressed written consent of Major League Baseball. Please drink responsibly.)

Friday, April 6, 2012

Go get 'em, Stella!

Good luck and God bless the Atwell Arsenal’s Toughest Mudder Stella as she gets her tonsils out today. It will all be worth it when you’re chowing down on ice cream this afternoon. We recommend Honey Hut or Mitchell's. Watch out for the Rocky Road though, it’s got chunks!

The Atwell Arsenal team would also like to extend our best wishes to the entire Allen family. Look forward to seeing you guys again after the race.

Lastly, Allison, we want to personally reassure you that we’ll keep Erick safe and injury free next Saturday in order to keep his post-race whining to a minimum.

(Stella prepped and ready. If our uniform order wasn’t already in, I think we would be getting Tiger smocks for the race)

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Wanted: Saturday Ohio Tough Mudder (Luke Walton Excluded)


With only ten days until the Ohio Tough Mudder, the Atwell Arsenal is releasing an all-points bulletin.


We want you to join the Atwell Arsenal.




First, let's set the stage. A few weeks back the Atwell Arsenal managed to lure one of the season's most sought after free agents, Jenna Beaugrand, to their ranks. Part Wolverine, part Hudson Explorer, and forged on the soccer fields of Ohio, Jenna brought an impressive pedigree to a team that finally had found their ringer. Her acquisition was kept on a strictly need to know basis, a secret weapon to be unveiled at the Quarries, and her mudder profile was kept classified. Jenna's presence also brought the team's dangerously-close-to-forty average age to a much more formidable 36.5 years young. Truly the future was looking bright.




And then one week ago tragedy struck. In a freak kettle ball class training accident, Jenna's ankle buckled beneath her. The medics rushed to her aid. Jenna tried to wave them away and walk it off, but the torn tissue in her ankle would have none of it. Through grinding teeth and eyes too proud to cry, Jenna Beaugrand had no choice but to concede the 2012 Ohio Tough Mudder was out of reach.




And we find ourselves in a dilemma. Her race fee is non-refundable, leaving a poor, off-to-college Jenna down $150 before she buys her first book.




But maybe some good can come from this tragedy. You see, the Saturday Ohio Tough Mudder is now officially sold out, or as we say in the biz “all the body bags have been reserved.” If you'd been putting off signing up, you would have suddenly found yourself S.O.L. But now you can be a hero to your kids, impress your spouse, earn the accolades/looks of disbelief from your co-workers, and send a poor girl off to college with enough cash for a keg of Busch Light and the tap deposit. You can step in and take Jenna's spot. We would prefer if the participant had some history or connection to the Atwell Arsenal, but at this point beggars can't be choosers.




Please comment to this post if you'd like to step up and take the challenge!




However, there is one person we would like to officially un-invite from joining the team. Luke Walton, stay the hell away.




If you're not familiar with Luke Walton, imagine a profession basketball player with the raw athleticism of of your grandmother, the ball handling skills of the family dog, a 4” vertical leap and hands that make soccer players jealous. In other words, Luke Walton sucks.




Most athletes have to be seen in person to be appreciated. Football hits look harder, basketball players jump higher, soccer player's feet are faster live than on the television. Luke Walton is the antithesis to this idea. Don't get me wrong, I never thought he was any good, just rode his father's reputation to a basketball career. But after seeing him “run” up and down the court for his 11 minutes of action during garbage time, struggling for breath harder than he fought for the ball, I concluded we were witnessing one of two things:




Either 1) Luke Walton has severe hay-fever that this glorious early spring is really wrecking havoc on, or 2) this big bucket of shit is a professional athlete making over 5 million dollars a year yet probably couldn't run a mile in under 15 minutes, do 20 push-ups, or go a week without ice cream.




Now I know why Kobe has such an attitude. If the fruits of my labor had gotten stupid Luke Walton a ring, I'd be pissed off too.




So don't bother applying, Luke Walton. Unless you're buying the celebratory food and drinks at the Brew Kettle after the race. Then I guess we can pretend you're not a big tool.