My toughest day of mud

The day after

I feel like I got hit by a truck, almost every muscle keeps yelling at me: “stop it fool, stop it, don’t move from the couch!”

But at the same time I feel like I am the man…

Finishing this event was my biggest physic challenge this year and it won’t be until the next weeks past till I am able to think about doing something like this again. In the end all of my training worked out well, otherwise I wouldn’t have accomplished this task. Here you’ll see an PDF for the track of Tough Mudder 2014 in Wassertrüding.

In short it’s been 18 Km, 23 obstacles, a great community and teamwork-spirit. You can have a closer look at each obstacle on the Tough Mudder homepage. On my blog I’ll just talk about those that really challenged me both physical and psychical.

Best thing to do as I can tell is at the first obstacle when you have to go down on your knees crawling through mud with barbed wire  hanging over your head is to welcome the mud. Take a deep breath and go all in, you won’t come through this without getting dirty anyway so just accept the feeling of cold dirtyness soaked up by your clothes. After that you don’t care about it anymore and concentrate on pushing onward.


One of the cruelest, meanest and toughest parts was the Arctic Enema:

Even though this wasn’t me I think I sounded the same. I didn’t really expect it to be that cold. The assistants threw in blocks of ice every now and then. I slid in, slowly as I was told. Finding myself covered in ice cold water from toes to chest. Every sense was telling me to get the hell out of there immediately. I fought my way halfway trough than had to dive under a wooden wall reaching somewhat 30 to 40 cm deep into the water. After that I was halway through and I could almost touch the plank that promised me relief from this agony. But I found myself surrounded by piles ice that got pushed to the edge. My body felt like it would collapse every second. I can only remember the volunteer who assisted at that obstacle yelling at me to push myself further and keep on going. So I did. But it took a while till I had any feelings in my limbs again, espescially my private parts felt shock frosted quite a while.

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Cage Crawl

The other obstacle I found a lot harder than I expected it to be was the Cage Crawl. This was rather a test of psychological strength than anything else. It wasn’t hard to pull yourself along the tunnel floating in water. The water wasn’t even too cold due to warm weather conditions. But as I went down back first having only a few centimeters space between water and fence I recognized that this was tougher than imagined. I never was claustrophobic or afraid of water, my head just began to throw pictures  at me beeing unable to breath or getting drowned from waves the peopla in front of me and after me were creating. It was quite a creepy feeling and I was really reliefed after I’ve been through it.

Electroshock Therapy

Just before the finishing line they set up the Electroshock Therapy. This one I also underestimated. I didn’t expect the shocks to be so hard, but unfortunately they were. Me and my mate were running together the whole distance and as we reached  the last obastacle and saw all the anxious people waiting in front of it we put all our courage and ran side a side into our doom. Yet whether I was slower or more unlucky I got hit many times more. My mate told me afterwards, he just got one hit short before the end so he made it and jumped to save harbour. Whilst I fell like I was hit by a gun as my muscles contracted in uncontrollable ways. I can’t remember if I was simply taken by suprise or if it really hit me that hard. I just wanted to stay down on the ground and get myself together. The strings were so long they reached me laying down there. So I got shocked multiple times and I reallized there won’t be no rescue, no peace until I made it to the other end. So I pushed myself for the last time this day over the boarders and I felt so happy the moment I passed the last strings that I fell to the muddy ground. I just made it.

I am going to upload our own video soon, but the camera didn’t survive the Arctice Enema so we’ll have to see what we have recorded and if the material’s any good.

Until then have a look at the pics:



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Electric Eel
Electric Eel

Blood Song – German Edition Published Today

Great book in English language. For what I read in German so far it can’t keep up. Though still a good story.

I’m very pleased to report that the German language edition of Blood Song – Das Lied des Blutes – is published today by Hobbit Presse in hardcover, ebook and audio formats. Details and sample here for any German speakers:

Or you can go to the page:

Thanks to my German translators, Hannes Riffel and Sara Riffel, and to everyone at Hobbit Presse for all their hard work in making this happen.

Blood Song German cover

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Project-Peter: First year challenge

Yesterday I turned 34 though I do not have the feeling of anxiety when I think about getting older I wondered what to do after the Though Mudder event. So far I stick to my training schedule in order to survive this contest. But what then? What’s going to happen afterwards?

Maybe I’ll become lazy again, eating pizza every evening and stop doing sports. So that would be project heart attack and I am not aiming for that one.

Instead I raise a new one year project for my body, health and soul. A project is defined by a start and an defined end. So I’ll start yesterday and end the project the day I turn 35. After I figured that out the next step is a bit more tricky.

The aim of the project?!

Well that could be anything from what I mentioned above. Doing the best you can for your body, health and soul could mean anything and nothing. I need to specify the objectives a bit better. One way to do so is to put your aims into sentences.

The body:

In one year I’ll look at myself in the mirror and actually like what I see when only wearing shorts. – Still not good enough you think? Well then what about this: The day I turn 35 I’ll be in the shape of my life. Having build up more muscle, lost a ridiculous amount of belly fat together with my love handles and just feel good looking!

I do not set myself a weight I’d like to achieve because everyone should know by now that body weight is not a measurement for sexiness or health. Muscles are heavier than fat, means that 1 Kg of muscles takes less space than 1 Kg of fat!

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Well I know “feeling sexy” isn’t something that you can count or measure so this is probably a fairly personal opinion when I look at myself next year. But I think I will know whether I succeeded or not the moment I take a glimpse.

The health:

Well for that one I may have to visit a doctor soon and get all these tests done and check on my blood pressure, cholesterol etc.

But I will eat mostly healthy stuff. I won’t stick to a low carb or ketone diet as I’ve already been there and couldn’t stand it. I mean it sounds great at the start to eat a lot of protein and/or fat but no carbohydrates? Honestly if you can’t eat spaghetti or a pizza without feeling like you dumped everything you where working for the whole week this sets up far too much pressure on your mind. But when you eat stuff like that look that it is as nutritious as possible without unnecessary calories.

So: When I turn 35 and have all the doctoral health tests done I want the doctor to say somewhat like: You have heart of a 25 year old or your cholesterol is like the one of a fresh born child… You know just want to see the doctor telling me I am ready for the next 35 years and a hundred more.

The soul:

Well that’s probably the most tricky one and I am not sure whether I am able to accomplish this. I do not lie to myself and tell me that in one year I’ll be running around with the sun shining out my b..t! But I do want to be more calm and settled. And to achieve so I will have to make some changes to the way my life is now. I want to become a happy and balanced person, living the life I always wanted to have. I am not sure how best to proceed here but I already found some blogs to help me find out.

As I do not know how or even whether I am able to become satisfied with the way I live my life I’ll turn it around and define my target therefore like this: In one year I will not be bursting out in anger every time something is not going the way I want it to be. In one year I won’t have to depend on an employer to buy me the financial freedom I need to live my life. In one year time with what I make my living will not feel like work because I literally love what I do by then.


After writing all these stuff it kind of scares me to see what’s going to happen this year. But I’ll do what I can to make it happen. All through this year I’ll write about what worked out well and what mistakes I made on my way to freedom.

You’re welcome to join me, to follow my steps to read, learn and give advice.