So one of my goals were to do the U.S.M.C. Challenge at the Shogun fight. Every year, I walk past the booth and oogle the guys banging out push-ups.This year, I wanted to do it. Not try it, do it. To my surprise, when I got there, they were doing pull-ups instead. Crap! My inner self was doing cartwheels since I had a bit too much to drink the night before. Pushing up may not have been the only "...-ups" going on. So, I stopped and watched. Jen gave me this look like.... "Don't pretend you are not thinking of trying it any way.". She was right. I was assessing the situation. "Improvise, adapt and overcome.", that's what my brother would have said to me. Why the hell not? A challenge is a challenge. I came to make a goal, I was leaving having it under my belt. One of the Marines came over teasing us about doing it, no expecting us to be seriously considering it. For women, they were doing Flexed Arm Hangs. Chin above the bar, no joke! 5-seconds got you a prize. I didn't want a damn sticker. The challenge was 5 seconds to 60 seconds. I hopped up on the rack and gave it my best. At first, the same Marine held onto me, (I didn't mind), like he didn't expect me to do 3 seconds. Well.... 10, 20, 30, 40. Not bad at all for a first time out. We had earned some respect and made some new friends. Down the hall, other Marines had a punching bag. They they were flirting with Jen to get us to try. My response was that I had just done the other challenge. Brushing it off, but only asking for conversation sake, he asked how I did. When I said 40 seconds, he did a double take and immediately looked at my shoulders and acknowledged them.
Another goal met! It feels fantastic.
Gratz!!
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