Candid Karina











{July 21, 2011}   Warrior Girl

Ever since I discovered Wonder Woman as a little girl, I’vewanted to be a superhero.  Then, in highschool and college, I became a huge Buffy the Vampire Slayer fan, and I totallywanted to be that girl.  The one who cankick serious butt while wearing stiletto boots and a skirt.

But there was one little problem to this desire.
I was lazy.
As a little girl, I did gymnastics, and even ran track for afew years.  But once puberty hit, Ibecame way more interested in boys and fashion then I ever would be in sportsand sweating.
In high school I was one of the girls who opted to “walkaround the track” during gym class to avoid breaking a sweat (or God forbid anail) during volleyball.  I only owned apair of sneakers because it was required for said gym class.  I was not a jock.
I really wanted to be strong, fast, a superhero, but I hadno desire to actually, physically, do anything strenuous.
Then, in the last few years, I started working out more, andthen running, and then, suddenly, in this last year, everything changed.
And on June 28th of this year, I did somethingthat my inner “stiletto wearing, make-up loving, boy crazy” girlie girl wouldhave told you was ABSOLUTELY NOT EVER going to happen.
I ran the Warrior Dash.
What is the Warrior Dash you ask?  It is a 3 mile “run” through the woods, overobstacles such as 20 foot walls and rope ladders, ending in a mud pit of epicproportions.  Go here for a better idea(including a video of the insanity).
Yeah…I did that!  AndI loved every muddy moment of it.  It wastaxing, and challenging and exhausting.
It poured that morning, so I was wet, and sweaty, and muddyand gross.
I had bruises and cuts all over.
I have never been so dirty in my entire life.
I can’t wait to do it all over again next year.
Pushing beyond the limits I set for myself years ago feltamazing.  I felt like a butterfly finallypushing out of that cocoon.  There wasthis feeling of re-birth.  The new meemerging, muddy, and sore, and laughing.
I am an athlete, and I have the medal and the bruises toprove it.
I am Warrior Girl.



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