So, yesterday was my first CF workout. Yes. I went to the gym on the 4th of July. The crazies may be setting in already. The workout was interesting, and supposedly a particularly hard one. I guess on patriotic type holidays and anniversaries of disasters, CF folks to "Hero Workouts" in order to honor the fallen. This one was actually quite cool when it comes to the concept, as it divided us into teams (all teams of 2, except one team of 3, which I was on.) We had to, between the team, complete 7 rounds of a prescribed workout. Didn't really matter who did how much. It certainly reminded me of how armed forces, firefighters, etc have to rely on their peers/teams in times of stress and how it is important in difficult situations to rely on each person's strengths and allow the team to compensate for each person's weaknesses. Unfortunately for my team, my weaknesses are significant and my strengths are few at this time.
All in all, the workout kicked my ass. I kind of doubt I truly pulled my weight on the team, but I did what I could. I was seriously considering dropping out for the last round. I didn't, but I also did WAY less than I had in the earlier rounds. I guess what little I did still made it easier for my team members, right? I was shaking half the way home. It was actually kind of nice, because I am insane. This is why I decided to join CF. Because I know I have that type of insanity.
Everyone at the gym was really friendly. Most of them congratulated me on making it through my first workout, told me it was a really tough one, and reminded me that it gets better. I legitimately hope to see some of them again.
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