The mud run!!!

This is my recount of the mud run at camp.

Surviving the mud run

I was racing towards a huge, big, long mud run.
As I was about to jump into the mud I stopped.
I felt nervous and scared. I didn’t know whats going
to happen. Am I going to drown in the mud? Okay I
stopped thinking about the negative stuff and started
thinking about the positive stuff. I jumped into the
sticky mud and carried on. I got to the yucky part
and all I could smell was cow poop and horse poop
all mixed together disgusting. I could hear my friend
s crying and saying I don't want to do this anymore I
want to go home. I thought I was smart and went
around the mud. Oh no! I'm stuck in the sticky, icky
mud. I dragged my feet out of the icky mud. It
worked for a bit but oh no my feet fell back into the
mud.  I could feel the sticky, icky mud in between
my toes. When I got to next stage I could see people
getting stuck in the mud. I got stuck as well. I felt
scared because I couldn't move my legs. I made my
way to Josh he grabbed my wrist and dragged me
out. I felt relieved that I finally got to the end. All I
could think of is going to sleep because my muscles
were tired.