It's basically a 5K obstacle course inspired by fire fighter training. Except that instead of wearing fire safety and rescue gear, you dress up in tutus, head dresses and whatever silliness the entrant can dream up.
When I heard about the Warrior Dash, I suggested another variation called the "Mommy Dash" where the entrant wears an infant in a sling, a diaper bag and a shirt with spit up stains while carrying three grocery bags, a toddler, some hockey gear and a small dog. Then the sherpa-like entrant would have to run through an enormous parking lot dodging oncoming vehicles, answer an important cell phone call from her boss, wipe everyone's noses with her own sleeve and fish a small cluster of keys from the bottom of her zipped diaper bag before safely delivering her children, pets and gear to a minivan. I think the Mommy Dash would be a big hit. However, I don't know if the men would make it.
All of this is to say, my boot camp pals invited me to join them in their Warrior Dash. And as with so many key moments in my life, I was inspired by their enthusiasm and gusty bravado and said "yes".
Wait... is that... a picture of fire?
What the F#@K have I gotten myself into?