Holy Schmoly! Now I know what a pig feels like. Let's hope that reincarnation never comes into play, because if it does - I'll be jumping at the gun to get my shot at being the first Christmas Ham.
This race included everything from swimming (I think that wallow is the correct term)through a mud hole to hopping over a series of hay bales. Let alone wrestling with a bunch of other pigs (I mean people) to get through the course. Needless to say, it was a great morning up at Soldier Hollow. The weather and setting were nice too.
(I couldn't see anything here and I smelled like sheep stuff. I honestly was picking chunks of mud, that looked like little worms from my eyes the following day.)
(The team after having conquered the course and even taken a little time to make some mud angels in the swampy mess.)
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