OCR... more than running

I was ill! I was addicted to OCR. The ToughMudder fever, the OCR virus, grabbed me! And so there was no way around. I had to book, we had to book the next ToughMudder . This time it was in Hermanburg, north Germany. And this time my whole family came with me. Sadly, we missed some friends who wanted to go with us. Maybe they weren’t strong enough? Maybe her apologies were stronger than her? I don’t know… On a Friday in July 2016 we started our tour. We booked a very nice and familiar hotel for two nights. We wanted to run the parkour on Saturday. The Friday evening was funny as I expected. We got something to eat and we laughed much. But we didn’t drink alcohol and we went not to late into our beds. We wanted to be strong for the main day. We wanted to be as good as we can be at the ToughMudder . The next day. Saturday, the day of the event! I was a bit excited and sad at the same time because I missed some people who wanted to be there. But we had a mission! My family was i