Heading to Quantico!

And I'm kinda about ready to flip my shit. The more I hear about this race, the more scared I get! This morning, I heard from a friend who spoke with a Marine who ran it last year and he warned her that the 'hills are killer' and that for most of them, you need a rope to help you up them. Um, anything that a freaking Marine thinks is killer I'm guessing will either kill me or at least make me barf. Also, we've been warned that we should wear long pants and long sleeve shirts because of all the crawling under barbed wired and throwing ourselves over tall walls. Uh, yeah. So I've got that to look forward to. I'm having this really awful flash back to elementary school when we had to do the rope climb in P.E. Remember that one? Where all the kids watch (and in my case, laugh) while you try and haul your cookies up that stupid rope that was hanging from the ceiling? If I can't get over a wall and try to walk around it, do you think a Marine will scream at me and force me over the wall?