Mud run

9:00 at night i'm thinking in the afternoon the next day we're doing the mud run super nervous.

2 hours later time, for the mud run we arrived at the mud run place I was nervous because I saw the mud on people chest.

Mrs Gordon called my name, I got into the mud I thought to myself there's no turning back now 2 mins later I was stuck in the thickest, mud EVER!!! then someone said you'll love this part this was the part where everyone got stuck.

Then there was, muddy water just then lachie bombed in the muddy water and everyone was corered in muddy water. then I was finished. I thought to myself that was pretty fun.

That's my mud run story.  

Photography Challenge

At camp we did a photography challenge and this was my Favorite photo  

Cameron posing while jumping over the water slide  

Cycling

Dear Phil,

Thank you so much for taking me riding I differently learnt something about riding on the road. It was a lot of fun with you and Matt.now I can ride on the road safely without

worrying.Now when I ride with my Mum on the road I know now what rules are legale

Yours sincerely,  Matt

😎 !Cross country!😎

3.2.1! Bang were off! already running up the hill trying my hardest never going to stop.puffing, hard, running hard, I was scared that I wasn't going to do good I was pacing myself so I have, energy when I need to sprint that very moment I ran for my life passed everybody in my path, no one could past me I was the running king,

Finally I Had finished my Dad came up to me a gave me the biggest hug ever and said you deserve a present.that's my cross country story.By MattD

Linton Duathalon

3,2,1 GO! Everyone is running for their life, trying so hard. Trying to win and come first at Linton Army Camp.

Just 1 km left for my run. Done. Now the bike. Halfway through my bike ride somebody gets a puncture in their bike tyre - lucky for me. I pass them, so I am coming in third. Still biking. My legs are dead. My lungs are burning. I can't feel my legs.

I can see the dismount line aaaaaannnndd...Crossed. I rack my bike and I am onto my last run.

My legs are concrete. Another 1.6 km left to run. I feel like I can not run but I know I can’t stop. I am as tired as anything. I drag myself around the course feeling determined!

Done I came 2nd after a 12 year old! I thought I came 3rd but I didn't. I came 2nd and I am really proud (and very relieved that it is over.)

That was my most memorable moment on my holiday.
What was yours?