So after spending the last year or so getting more into personal fitness and health, I’ve decided to challenge myself with something that on the surface seems rather ridiculous. In March (just two short months away), I’ll be doing the GORUCK Challenge in Washington, D.C. This is how the GORUCK team describes the challenge:
An 8-10 hour, 15-20 mile guided tour led by a Special Operations Cadre, designed to turn 30 individuals into a team. Everything your friends told you about good livin’ is probably true.
So I’ve started to prepare. My lovely wife, who thinks the Challenge is absurd, bought me the GR1 as a Christmas present and basically said “start training.”
Part of the challenge is to carry a load like a military personnel would have to carry (albeit a bit lighter). I bought some bricks from Home Depot, wrapped them up in a stack of four and two (to ease in to training), and I’ve begun carrying it around like it’s my baby. After the holidays I’ll ramp up the training and start doing some PT with the ruck (pushups, bear crawls, etc.)
All in all it should be interesting. They tell you to bring $20 for a cab in case you wash out, but that’s not going to happen. It will certainly be a challenge both physically and mentally, and I’m looking forward to seeing how far I can push myself.
So that happened today, another day older and deeper in–wait. I’m not deeper in debt actually. In fact life is pretty boss. Got married, got a dog and got healthier this year. And guess what I got for my birthday …