Eloquence escapes me right now. Bluntness plays my gray matter like children's toy. 440m run: 79 seconds...:) Push-ups: 48...:) Sit-ups: 48...:) Pull-ups: 6..:) Obstacle Course: 4:07...:(. Needed to be under 4:00. Almost got there but I got hung up with the final two obstacles for toooo long. I am disappointed. and yet my undying optimism steps in like Auntie Mame. When I started down this path in February I could hardly knock out 15 push-ups, pull-ups were a pipe dream, and my sit-ups were so so. My 440 time? Laughable like frozen molasses. Now. now I have fast twitch muscle. I can sprint. I can work to the point of exhaustion, to the point of exhaustion, and then harness the power of adrenalin, and wield it like a sword. I learned today however, that adrenalin can wield right back at you, and rip it's power away. I went at this last 6-foot wall today like a blood-thirsty piranha sent from hell and my usually rock solid wall climbing abilities vaporized i
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