In a little less than a week from now I will be embarking on a challenge that will test not only my physical limits, but my mental ones as well. The Go Ruck Challenge is a test of leadership and as one West Point Graduate put it, an introduction to themselves.
When I signed up I have to admit I had absolutely NO idea what I signed up for. My friend Angela told me about it and I said yea.. I’ll do it with you. Angela often motivates me and inspires me. She’s a natural bad ass. I have to work for it. Way way harder than her. So I said sure. I texted her soon after I signed up and was like so wait.. we have to carry 4 bricks? That cant be too bad.. I mean how much does a brick weight anyway? After a little research I text her again.. HOLY CRAP! Bricks weigh anywhere from 4-6lbs. Do they know I am only 90lbs? GEEZ. Then there is this team weight.. maybe I can convince them that I can be the team weight. I decide I better read a little bit more about it. The stats read: 10-12 hrs, 10-15 miles. Start time: 10pm. (way past my bedtime I might add). The best part is that this is a team challenge. You are only as fast as your slowest person. That being said, it’s not a race. You have to overcome and persevere as a team. Location is not revealed until the week before… (this week.. yeahhhh)
Holy Crap! I probably say that to myself at least 400 times. As I am saying holy crap several times, I get this jolt of energy and excitement. I can do this? This is totally something I can do. And so I begin to prepare, doubt, question, train.
First I get my bricks. I grab one of the other coaches at Cave Crossfit, Chris and make him come with me to Home Depot. I brought my food scale, because I wanted to get bricks that were closer to 4lbs than 6. So we weighed those suckers and came up with 8 bricks that were 4.2 lbs each for Angela and I.
After I got my bricks I decided to write names on the front and back of people that I have lost in my life. At some point they have carried me, inspired me, cared for me, loved me and now its my turn to carry them for awhile. With the exception of one brick I put, Zeus, who is my 12. 5 yr old Bullmastiff. He is very old and I will have to put him down soon. I wanted to carry him too.
I trained hard too. Climbed canyons and ran with my bricks, stepped up my endurance, and just did what I could to prepare to endure a challenge that will take me past my limits. I do not want to let myself down, but more importantly I do not want to let my team down.
Am I prepared? I have no idea. Are you ever prepared for the unexpected and the unknown? I am not sure if we are. I believe it is how we respond instead of react to situations that decides the outcome.
This time next week I will hope to be standing with my group with a GO RUCK tough patch in hand.
3, 2, 1 GO RUCK!
here is the link if you want to check it out for yourself.
Any one can hold the helm when the sea is calm.