Man vs Wild

I relived a Man vs Wild moment today. The kids and I were running up and down huge dirt piles newly created on our ranch. A big hole was being dug out by big machinery (to make a tank), so we have great big mounds now. Well, the kids and I had been running and climbing up and down the hill for at least two hours, when..... I stepped, then I sank. I struggled to get my leg out of thick mud, then my next leg goes in - again thick, suction-like mud. In my mind I'm thinking how Man vs. Wild says when in quicksand to stay very still and calm. Even though I was not in quick sand, I was in something as close as I'll ever get. And being calm and still are not options. I wasn't calm cause I was urgently trying to get all my kids to walk away from where I was. I didn't want them to fall in, but they were frozen watching me struggle to get out of the mud pit. When I did get out, I took about 20 pounds of thick mud with me covering my shoes and jeans. So, to get home, I stepped into a trash bag and wrapped it around myself for the drive home. When we got home, I stepped out of the bag, peeling off my shoes, jeans, and socks and left them in the trash bag. Then, cleaned up as much as possible, then go out and buy replacement shoes. So, in this installment of Man vs. Wild - I'd say the wild mud won.