From the bottom of an unreasonably high, sloping wall, getting up there seemed like an impossible feat. About two thirds of the way up was a small ledge. Tough mudders were standing on shoulders and hoisting each other up to reach the ledge. At the top, more competitors hung precariously over to grab hold of wrists and shoulders and haul people from the ledge. I looked around at my team and willed one of them to suggest missing this obstacle. They didn’t. Asking for help isn’t my forte, but neither is letting people down. I was going up the pyramid…