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Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Amsterdam, London, & OCRWC 2018

The GORUCK Tough/Light the weekend before my trip was a good way to get in a good dose of training before I'd have a forced recovery period where I it wouldn't be so easy to work out.  I figured I that I may get a run or two in, but even if I didn't, I was going to be doing a ton of walking, anyways.  If anything, I may have been too hard on my legs.  But, when you're in Europe, you want to see everything.  I have no chance of winning at OCRWC anyways, so I was mostly going for the experience and doing my best with what I had.



AMSTERDAM

I flew out on Wednesday.  In my short layover at Dulles, I tried my Priority Pass club pass for the first time.  It was a bit of a mad house in there, with lots of people, but the Turkish Airlines lounge food was really good.  Fresh, and light before a long flight.


Day 1

I met my parents and my sister at AMS.  Family reunion!  It was still early in the morning.  We rode the train to the hotel, where we dropped off our bags.  Then, we headed into the city by bus.  Equipped with the iAmsterdam City Card, we started with a glass ceiling boat tour.  They depart from docks right in front of the station.  It's a nice way to get a good feel for the city, and learn a little bit about the history and the things to do.  


After that, we rode the tram to the Amsterdam Historical Museum.  It's nicely done, with high tech and interesting exhibits.  You learn more about the city that you're in, before you start exploring.

We wandered over to the floating flower market (bloemenmarkt), which my mom was really interested in seeing.  They sold lots of tulip bulbs, and fake souvenir flowers and other souvenirs.  It was colorful.


We went to a canal museum called Museum Het Grachtenhuis, next.  It's not huge, but it's another nicely done museum.  High tech, and able to communicate the history of the canals in an engaging way.  It's fun, and I like that it's not huge... you don't want to spend hours walking around... you want impactful exhibits, and then you can continue exploring other parts of the city.  It was one of my favorites on my previous trip to Amsterdam.  The thing I love most about the city is the history of the place.  Just by looking at a map, you can see how the city had logically expanded over the years.


After that museum, we were hungry, and wandered over to a neighborhood called Spui.  We stopped at a bakery to get breads for the next morning.  We also got raw herring.  If you think that's gross, remember that tons of people eat sushi.  It's served with pickles and onions, which help to cut the fishiness.



Then, we debated about going to a restaurant, but ended up at a place for Frites.  Since we had bought a magnet for a Frites store earlier, we had to get some while we were there.  The ones we got were disappointing... not crispy, and not flavorful... just kind of greasy, but I was hungry.


Most museums close at around 5pm, so we had done what we could with the iAmsterdam card.  My family was tired and talked about calling it a day, but I was determined to make the most of my time there, so I was going to stay out, even if they went back to the hotel.  They decided to stick around, though.  


We went to Dam Square and looked around a little.  I haven't found a ton to do there, but it feels like it should be the city center, although Central Station is much more like the city center to me.



Next, we walked to a little gem that my mom found on the internet.  There's an alleyway with shops that was decorated like an underwater world.  



On our way back to Central Station, we meandered through the old part of the city, which has become the Red Light District.  It's crazy that the most historic part of the city has turned into this.  It's pretty eye-opening and an interesting cultural experience, between the Coffee Shops and the red light windows.  


Day 2

My original plan was to visit the windmill I had gone to during my last trip.  You can't go to Holland and not visit a windmill.  My mom found a nearby city that she really wanted to go to, because it had multiple windmills.  She said that all of the people online said it was a must-visit place.  Zandaam was awesome, and I'm so glad she recommended it.

It's like a little city restored to show how Holland looked long ago, with canals and windmills everywhere.  They have cute shops, too, for cheese, mustard, chocolate, and baked goods.  To avoid long rides on public transport from our hotel, we opted for an uber ride there.  It wasn't that far, mileage-wise... like only 6 miles, which is incredible.  Like, I could've run there.



You can even go inside some of the windmills, and see how they work on the inside.





After Zandaam, we went to the Rijksmuseum.  It's massive, and we didn't have a ton of time, but we soaked in what we could, including Nightwatch.  Rembrandt is probably my favorite artist.  I like the contrast between the darkness and the realistically drawn people who are presented in sharp focus in his paintings.  It's striking.  

One cool thing about the museum is that they have placemat-sized cards next to many of the paintings.  It points out things that you may not have noticed, or it explains the historical or cultural or symbolic significance of different things that were painted, or it talks about the way it was painted and why the artist might've done it that way.  It lets you engage with the artwork more, which is good, because I'm often tempted to just look for a few seconds and keep moving and forget about it a minute later.


The Van Gogh museum is open late on Fridays for some reason, so we saved that for this night, to make the most of the day.  It was crowded because it's popular.  It's interesting to see his works and learn about his life, though.  Our legs were sooo tired by this time, and we had to force ourselves to make it through the exhibits.

We got a bit of rest and refreshment at an Italian restaurant.  We ended the night with a visit to the "skinny bridge", where legend has it that whoever you kiss on it (or is it under it),  you'll fall in love with.


Day 3

On our last full day, we explored the neighborhood of Jordaan, which is very scenic.  We had planned on visiting the Anne Frank House, but first, we found out that the iAmsterdam City Card no longer covered it.  Then, we found out that to purchase tickets, you had to pre-purchase them online, and they were already sold out for the day, even before the day began.  



So, we strolled around Jordaan.  It was Saturday morning, so we came across markets, which was nice.  We got cheese, bread, fried fish, brussel sprouts, and avocado.


By the end of our walk, De Prins cafe had opened.  We got the famous mini pancakes that Amsterdam is known for... tasted like little pancakes.  We also got Bitterballen, which are fried balls filled with gravy.  It was... a bit much for me.  A big glob of the kind of gravy you find in biscuits and gravy, or in a can of condensed cream of mushroom soup.  With a side of mustard to help cut the fat.  

We visited a little museum about tulips, and then the House Boat museum, where you get to board a real house boat.  I liked that.  You get a sense for what life might be like living on one.  They started when Amsterdam ran out of housing, so people started living in house boats as a cheap alternative.  Now, they're really expensive, like the rest of Amsterdam.  But the boats are pretty much permanently docked there, and they have hookups to power and sewer lines and everything.  Seems like it would be nice.  I wonder how cold it gets, but I think it would be cozy.



I don't remember where we were planning to go next, but we ended up back at Museumplein again, with a stop at the Stedlijk contemporary art museum for the restroom and a look around.  Contemporary art is not really my thing, but it's interesting to try to understand and figure out what other people find interesting about it.

Afterwards, we went to Rembrandtplein to see the life-sized NightWatch statues.  We happen to run into a big party for some sports event, with lots of ardent fans dressed in bright orange.  I fit right in!


I didn't fit in quite as much with the Nightwatch statues, though.  The shot below took a lot of patience to finally get, by the way.  There were lots of people out there in the evening.  We people watched for a long time, especially with all the orange guys, and eventually got this.  It's probably quiet in the early mornings, though.  This was a Saturday night.


Day 4

The iAmsterdam City card that we got was good for 72 hours, so we had time to enter one more museum on our last day in town, before we had to check out of the hotel and then go back to Central Station to catch the train.  We went to Rembrandt's house, which is another great museum.  You see where he lived, how he made a living with making and dealing art, and how he collected items to help inspire and sharpen his practice.  They have guides who do demos of making paint and making etchings.  I hadn't realized that he was more famous for his etchings in his day, than he was for his paintings.  We watched the etching demo, which was cool.



We went back to the hotel to pick up our luggage, then waited at Central station for our train.  We had a daytime train, which does waste a day that could be spent sightseeing, but

1) it was good to have a rest day, after so many days of sightseeing with tons of walking
2) I don't get to ride trains often, so it's a unique experience
3) you get to see more of the country... or countries, in our case... we went through Belgium and France on our way to England.

There wasn't a ton of scenery... we did see some modern windmills.  Brussels was kind of interesting to look at when we switched trains there.  The most remarkable part of the journey was we left France as it was just starting to get darker, but the skies had been sunny.  We went into the Chunnel.  When we emerged from the other side, it was dark and rainy in England.  It's crazy how different it was... it felt like we had popped up in another world.  


LONDON

It was rainy in London as we pulled in to St. Pancras.  We first wanted to see Platform 9 3/4 next door at Kings Cross, so we hauled our luggage over there, only to find a massive line for the picture spot.  It was much different than when I had visited last time, when there were only like 3 other groups in front of me.  I guess they opened a Harry Potter store next door, so there were tons of kids there.  They even had officials who would throw a scarf on you and make it look like the scarf was flying in the wind as you ran towards the wall.  We decided to pass on the photo op, since everyone was tired from the journey.


We took the Tube to Paddington Station, where we did find Paddington Bear, with no line.  We took pictures, and as we were leaving, a mom with her two little girls started taking pictures of the bench, too.  One of the girls had a Paddington Bear stuffed animal and was so excited - a girl after my own heart!  Aaaand, as her sister and mom were leaving, she said goodbye to the Paddington Bear painted on the bench with a kiss... hahahahahaha... how many people have touched that bench?  I don't think her mom saw, otherwise she might've freaked.  But it was adorable.

We then dragged our luggage through the rain to our apartment.  

Day 1

We had to pick up our London Pass from a booth near Trafalgar Square, so I planned the first part of the day as a walk to that spot.  We went through Hyde Park along the Serpentine, past Buckingham Palace which was already getting crowded from people arriving way early to try to see the Changing of the Guard, down the Mall and through Admiralty Arch, and into Trafalgar Square.  We did come across some mounted guards going down the Mall, even if we did miss the CotG.




I wanted to start sightseeing, but my sister was hungry, so we found a nearby spot that ended up being great - Steak & Co.


It was pretty chilly in London, so it was nice to warm up inside.  We went by Horse Guards and Whitehall on our way to the Churchill War Rooms.  There was a long line, and we waited about 45 min.  There had been a bit of a line last time, too, so we decided to stick it out.  I wanted to take my family there, since it's a special place.  You can find museums in any major city, but London has some unique historical places like this secret bunker from which Churchill had directed WWII with his team.  


When we made the turn to where you'd normally see Big Ben, I was surprised to find the tower sheathed in scaffolding!  I wasn't expecting that!  Too bad my family didn't get to see the most iconic monument in London.  It's not every day you get to see it like this, though!


Since we were next to it, we went into Westminster Abbey next.  I've seen many Cathedrals, and I though this would be just another one.  But, it's the most well-maintained and fancy one I've ever been to.  There are plaques and monuments to famous people everywhere.  They don't allow pictures inside, so I don't have any to share, but it's something else.  You can feel the history oozing from it.


We kind of got out of there as they were closing, and we were rushed out of different sections.  They had a service or something.  We had gone in just in time.

After that, we walked by Parliament, where some people were still trying to convince people to go against Brexit.  Last time I was in London, 2 years ago, the vote had already taken place, so I was surprised to still see that.


We went on a Thames River cruise, just from Parliament to the Tower of London.  We could've gone all the way to Greenwhich, but we stopped at the tower.  I stayed on the exposed upper deck, despite the cold, to try to take more in, while my family stayed down below.


We went to a Tesco Express near the tower to get some groceries, before heading back to the apartment.

Day 2

The next morning, we went out to the Globe at opening.  We wanted to avoid having to wait in long lines for popular attractions again.  We got the first tour.  It's not the original globe, since that burned down a couple of times and now has a parking garage where it once stood.  However, they faithfully reproduced it.  The tour guide was very funny and informative.


We also went by St. Paul's, Millenium Bridge, and Borough Market.



Our second stop of the day was at the Shard.  I was glad to hit a good number of spots that I hadn't seen on previous trips, and this was one of them.  It ended up exceeding expectations.  We picked our day to visit a bit strategically, but it worked out really well, because this ended up being the most beautiful and least cloudy day.  They make it a nice experience, with 2 levels you can go to to see things... one is enclosed, with some images to help you identify the landmarks that you can see through the window.  The level above has air flowing through.



And if you have to use the bathroom there, you're in for a special surprise!


We walked along the river a bit, on our way to the Tower of London.  My mom was really excited when we walked over London Bridge, even though that bridge, whose name is often mis-applied to Tower Bridge, looks like nothing special.  A stairway on the other side of it did give me this cool shot, though.


We did the warden's tour and walked around the Tower of London as long as our feet could bear.



We finished the day back at Borough Market for Ethiopian Food and a Meat Pie.


Day 3

We started our last full day in London with a walk through Kenginston Gardens and a visit to Kensington Palace.



My dad really liked Kensington palace, for some reason.  Also, I had been thinking that royals still lived there, for some reason, but they must be at some other palace. This is from olden times.  They had a temporary exhibit on Diana and her dresses, which was nice.


We were starting to run out of the big things we wanted to hit, so we chose to go on the Hop On / Hop Off bus next.  It was lightly raining.  I sat on top, partly for the experience, but also because there weren't any more seats in the lower deck.




We got off at Picadilly Circus to look around.  We were hungry, so we found a pub that ended up being fantastic - Queen's Head.  They had cask ales and good food.



We got back on the bus, and we rode for a while, and we decided to get off at Tower Bridge again, mostly to use the restroom, but it was a good excuse, since I wanted to see it anyways.  It ended up being pretty cool.  They have glass floors that you can walk on, while watching the cars and people pass below.





After that, we did a quick run to Leadenhall Market, since my sister really wanted to see it.  It inspired Diagon Alley from Harry Potter.  It wasn't as "happening" as I expected, at least in the evening.   The shops there were normal kinds of shops... not like Borough Market, which is food-oriented.  It was pretty, especially at night, but not quite what I was expecting in terms of fun and excitement.



Day 4 - Stonehenge

We made a trip to Stonehenge.  I had wanted to go in the past, but with few days, I had always opted for staying in London and doing what I could there.  This time, since there was a group of us, it was worth it to get a car and drive out there.  It's not a long drive... an hour and a half, maybe.  I needed a car, anyways, for the race, since that was outside the city.  I'd just rent it a day early.  

I had been a little apprehensive about driving on the left side of the road, wondering how I'd do with it, but it ended up being ok.  Just remind yourself about where you need to be before you start, focus, and you'll also naturally go to the correct lanes because of where the other cars are, and because you're on the right side of the car, and it makes sense to drive on the left side.  

The prolific roundabouts were the most challenging part... you had to position yourself in the appropriate lane based on which exit you wanted to take.  It's the craziest around the airport, where there are tons of roundabouts pointing every which way.  We had gotten a mobile hotspot, so we used phone GPS, so I didn't even really use the normal GPS that I had in my possession.

It was kind of crazy, driving along, and suddenly seeing Stonehenge in the middle of a field, when we got to the area.  We parked, looked around the museum, then took the bus to the stones.  There's a path you're directed on around the stones.  There's an audio tour you can download for free on an app.  You can't walk among the stones, but you get pretty close near the end of the route.


It's crazy how the meaning behind the rocks is still a mystery to us.  And it's also crazy to think that most of the original gene pool of England got wiped out along the way.  I guess it happens on every continent, with different peoples across the ages.  Poor people.  It's a reminder that kingdoms don't last forever, as much as they may seem to dominate in a certain period.


After we rode back to the visitor center, we decided to walk a bit.  We had seen others walking instead of riding the bus.  The route takes you past sheep, a canola? field, and huge expanses of grassy fields.  There are even remnants of earthworks that the ancient people built, just sitting there out in the open.  It was amazing to be able to walk alongside it.  There was even a physical geocache nearby!


We made a FamHenge, too!


We drove into Salisbury for dinner, since we were hungry.  We had one non-home-made meal each day during our trip.  I think that's a good balance.  Eating out takes a lot of time and takes away from sightseeing, which is what I prefer to do.  It is nice to get a feel for the local food, though, and you gotta eat anyways.  We found Haunch of Venison, a 14th century pub.  I had never had venison before, and I was excited to try that, along with their cask ales.  Venison sausage tasted like normal sausage to me, although I don't like sausage and therefore don't eat it and am not an expert in it.  The steak was good, though, and the shredded venison was acceptable.  The atmosphere and all of the deer decorations were the best.



The next day, we dropped off my sister at the airport.  I dislike driving around Heathrow.  There are so many roundabouts and lanes that force you to go a certain way.  We made it, though, and we were off to packet pickup for OCRWC.

OCRWC Packet Pickup

We got to the site of Nuclear Races, after driving through some more countryside-style land.  We parked on top of a hill, and made our way back to the festival.  The 3Kers were out and about, and others were picking up their packet.  The excitement was palpable.

There was a little bit of a line, particularly for t-shirts, but nothing too bad.  After getting my lanyard, shirt, timing chip, and completion band, I went to the merch tent.  They had a much wider selection this year, and had women-specific gear this time.  It was great.  Last year, they only had mens gear, and the small size jacket consumed people my size.  They also had some other vendors, and I spent a bunch.  YOLO.

Afterwards, we walked around to see the obstacles in the area.  I wanted to get a preview of what I'd encounter the next day, and try to see the secrets to success.  They had a nice area with food trucks, although I just chose to partake in a specially brewed OCRWC beer.  That's awesome.  Last year, the special surprise was fireworks.  This year, it was a beer.  Both awesome.




They had a nice tent next to a couple of the obstacles, some vendors, and the merch shop.  We hung out there for a while.  I enjoyed the special beer while soaking in the atmosphere.  

One scary discovery, though, was that there would be 100 obstacles.  I've never done a course with that many, before.  I guess they made up for the lack of ski slope terrain with lots of obstacles.



Soon, it was late enough for us to check in at the hotel.  We weren't as close to the venue as we could be, but the HIE had a huge grocery store next door, so we had plenty of food options.  They had a great beer selection, too, but there was too little time left in the trip to make good use of it.  



The Race

We drove back out to the venue the next morning.  While the 3K had pros start at the end of the day, they started at the beginning of the day for the 15K.  I didn't have much time to spare, but it was ok, and it meant less standing out in the cold.  



We were off, into the foggy morning.  The first few obstacles were a sandbag carry and some easier obstacles that are more for slowing you down and thinning the crowd, than for taking anyone's bands.  I was close to the very back of the pack, but I was there to do my best, and enjoy the experience of racing against the world's best on a premier course.


Next, some harder obstacles.  One that hung up a bunch of people was called Minions, which was big floating balls that you could put some weight on with your legs, while hanging on to short ropes to try to walk across the balls.   It felt very similar to some of the ropes courses at the Whitewater Center... it's that kind of movement pattern, so I had an advantage of experience there.  

The first time that I was at risk of losing my band was at parallel bars that you had to shuffle over with just your arms.  I failed the first few times.  I thought that was going to take my band.  But, on one of my last tries, it started to work.  I figured out a technique that helped.  I'd drastically shift weight from one arm to another, allowing the pressure and center of gravity to sit more on whatever arm was holding my weight, instead of having the CoG be off-center.  That made it more manageable.  When I got to the end, I couldn't believe it.  I'll have to practice that one more, if I ever see it again in a park.  I think the last time I remember seeing parallel bars at a park might've been at my elementary and middle school, though.  

There was a hoist and monkey bars that were doable.  Then, a zip line, which was unique, followed by a water slide that kicked you up into the air.  I've seen pictures of those at other events... the flipping in the air kind, but that was my first time doing it.  



Stairway to Heaven came some time after that.  I was far from being able to finish that, last year.  It had also come near the middle of the course.  I gave it a couple of tries, but had the experience to know to not try a million times on that one this year.  I wanted to save some energy for the obstacles later on, rather than having nothing left for the second half of the course.  I especially didn't want to fail on the ones where my parents and the other spectators were, especially if they'd normally be doable.  I also didn't want to fail the last obstacle, which is a tough wall with short ropes.  

Unfortunately, I was moderately sapped by then.  I put up a good fight at the Platinum Rig, but couldn't manage the final string of monkey bars.  I normally beast the monkey bars... I don't know what it was about these... that they came after a series of rings and ropes, or if it was the first half of the course wearing on me, or if it was that the pipes had smaller diameters than usual.  In any case, after like 6 attempts, I gave up on it.  I had already lost my band at Stairway, so it was just for bragging rights by that time.  




The next couple of obstacles didn't go much better... the Saga, and the Force 5.  I did manage the Trapeze, though, thankfully, so it was not all a loss.


A little later in the course, there was a Dragon's Back.  It was one of my favorite obstacles last year, because it looks absolutely crazy, but it's doable, if you can mentally overcome your fears.  My biggest challenge was going to be getting to the start of it, since you had to run up a ramp to even begin the the first jump.  I tried maybe 12 times, and was near the point of giving up, when I finally managed to get up.  A whole bunch of spectators were cheering for me by the time I finally made it.  Unbeknownst to me, my mom was among them, and managed to capture the jumping part of the obstacle on video.

For the most part, the rest were manageable under normal circumstances.  There was one curveball, an impossible sled drag... I was having trouble budging it, and then a guy came along behind me, and he couldn't budge it either, so I knew I was justified in giving up on it.  


Weaver was fun and different.  It had been described in the rule book on the previous year, so I looked into it.  I was excited to get to try it this time.  


There were some more manageable carries.  Even Skull Valley was doable for the skull part.  Last year, one gripe I had was that a number of the rigs were impossible for short people to even get to start on.  I couldn't even get up to the first element.  This year, they had ways for you to at least get up to the start.  I could do the skull part OK, but then those monkey bars got me again.  I was glad to have finally gotten to try the skulls, though.  Maybe in the future, I'll try the 3K and be able to focus my strength on fewer obstacles and less distance.  


At the very end, there was tubes, followed by the wall.  I was glad that I did have enough to get over the wall.  I lost my band, and I was near the back of the pack, but I put up a good fight, and I feel like I did better than last year.  I had learned how to manage my efforts better on this mandatory completion course.


Afterwards, more food.  Then, flying back the next day.  It was a great trip with my family.

Sunday, November 4, 2018

My First T/L : GORUCK Mog Mile Charleston 2018 Tough & Light (25th Anniversary)

I'm not unfamiliar with back-to-back events in general.  In the last couple of years, I've done quite a few what I call "big weekends", like Fayetteville Spartan 2017 or 2018, or WV Trifecta Weekend 2017 or 2018, or TuckFest at the Whitewater Center.  I've also done 24 hour events like Green Beret Challenge Behind Enemy Lines, and the Spartan Ultra World Championships in Iceland.  As a result, I wasn't too concerned about physically being able to handle a GORUCK Tough and Light.  I had yet to do one, though.  My reasons: After Toughs, I'm normally completely spent.  Even Lights are normally pretty gnarly.  Maybe it's the heavy weights that drain me more than other kinds of endurance events like Obstacle Course races.  Lights are normally more manageable, though, so I could get through if I willed it.  Also, I'm normally dirty with nasty clothes afterwards, and all I want to do after completing an event and getting patched is go home, shower, and sleep.  It was time to give a T/L a try, though.  My Pathfinder Course Advisor had said something to me recently about not needing to be scared of the TL.  That fired me up, haha, because then, I had something to prove... that it wasn't a matter of being scared. 

So, I went all in, signing up for a T/L/L. Charleston, SC, happened to be the only city hosting an extra light on that weekend.  Go big or go home!  It wasn't an H/T/L, but it would be a nice first step.  Unfortunately, the second light, which would've been held at 7am on Sunday, got cancelled Friday evening.  Including me, only 3 were signed up.  I have to admit that I felt a bit of relief with the news.  For one, I had been scrambling to try to pull together a team weight and flag.  Finding out that there were only 3 of us explains why nobody else on the facebook page had started coordinating anything yet.  Also, less flack from my parents about how many events I do, haha.  They didn't even know about my plans to do a T/L until I told them on my way down.  Also, less pain, more sleep and family time. 

The start point was at the Pineapple fountain at Waterfront park, just like the GORUCK Light Extortion 17 had been.  I drove to Charleston straight from work, so I parked at the parking garage right by the fountain.  My dad had dropped me off the previous time, but I didn't mind paying the $18/day this time, to have the benefit of my car there for being able to swap out gear from the Tough to the Light, and to have a place to rest before and after.  I ended up being able to take full advantage of the 24 hours, too, and got my full $18 worth of parking time. 

As usual, you run into others in the parking lot, getting ready for the event, like my friend Jen.  We went down to the fountain, to find a fair number of Citadel cadets there.  It's been a while since I've lived here, so I had forgotten that they were close by, and would probably be into stuff like this.  They were doing this as part of a class project, or something.  It was their first time at a GORUCK event.  I haven't done an event with people who are training to be in the military, so it would be interesting.  They were eager, and I was glad to have their physical strength and strength of will on our team. 

It was my first time with Cadre Brad.  It's fun to experience GORUCK with different Cadre... fun and always a little scary.  You don't know how strict they'll be, or how much they'll emphasize and enforce different rules and aspects of the event.  However he'd be, I'd be stuck with him for 2 events.  He has a good sense of humor, but he also sure does bring the hammer down on PT and time hacks. 

For the welcome party, to honor the 25th anniversary of Operation Gothic Serpent, we did 3 rounds of 75 reps of Squat Thursters, Rifles (raise your ruck up in the air, then down at chest level, then back up, then down in a 4 count move, all with your arms straight), pushups, and 4-ct flutter kicks.  We split up into 3 groups to do these, and I thought our group leader must've misunderstood about the 3 rounds, but there was no mistake.  It was brutal, and all I could do was do my best.  The first round was ugly, and the third round was horrendous, in terms of my form.  Most of the guys there were beasts, though, making it all look easy (and we didn't even have any cadets in the group), and we found out that one of them was going to become a cadre, and was doing his first Tough as part of his training and initiation.  No wonder!  They were all super nice and encouraging.  Also, you'd be surprised how the sound of 75 4-ct flutter kicks could feel like such sweet relief after the other 3 exercises. 

Then, it was time to start heading out on our first movements.  Oh, that feeling of the first movement... you're going into the night.  You're already thrashed, and the event is just getting started, and you have no idea what's in store, other than that it's going to be a long and hard night. 

Our first movement took us to Brittlebank Park.  That had also been the first leg of Extortion 17.  That's also about the far point of Extortion 17, so it was a little scary to think that the mere first leg of the Tough was the far point of my previous Light in this city.  For coupons, we had 2 things of water, 2x 5 gallon buckets with play sand, maybe 2 x 80lb sandbags, and the flag and team weight.  We had about 24 people, so we were able to take turns on everything.  I helped with the buckets for short periods of time as I could.

When we got to the park, we found out that we were 2 min 45 s late on our time hacks, so we had to pay a penalty of 75 4-ct flutter kicks, per minute we were late!  Brad meant business.  As we kicked them out, some guys saw shooting stars, but I was too distracted and missed them.  We got a little history lesson afterwards.  In my Pathfinder group, our CA had recommended that we read Black Hawk Down, especially since it was the 25th anniversary, and because a number of us would be doing related events, so I had some understanding going in. 

Our next movement was to the Battery Park for more history.  We had to pick a casualty, so naturally, I was a casualty.  For anyone who thinks otherwise, it's not easy being casualty.  Since I'm small enough, I was fireman carried like a sandbag, and I have to flex my core the whole time to keep my insides from getting jarred too much by shoulders.  I gained an appreciation for guys who are broader and meatier, as opposed to bony.  I also like big rucks to lay on.

After that, we went to Marion Square with a stop at a closed Walgreens for more water.  Charleston is unique with the nature of the sidewalks you have to go through.  They're narrow, with obstacles like trees and people and various kinds of poles to get around.  I was impressed by how the cadets, especially the Marine Corps ones, would keep charging into the fray to rotate into the coupons.  They'd work together and sacrifice themselves really well.  These young men made me have confidence in the future of our military. 

At Colonial Lake, we didn't have to get into the lake, which I've heard gross things about, but we did do modified Murph in pairs.  It seemed daunting, but my awesome partner Rhett and I got through it together.  At a baseball field, we did "I'm up, he sees me, I'm down" to practice advancing towards the enemy, taking turns with one person providing imaginary cover fire while the other one runs.  We did it forwards and backwards, with rucks, then again without rucks.  We had done a  little bit of this in a big group before at a Light with Fagan, but it was nice to practice it more, and see what it's like when you're in pairs.  It clicked more this time around.

For Team Leads, Brad would always have one newbie with one GORUCK vet, which is a good idea.  The numbers worked out well for us, since we had a pretty even split of newbies and vets.  It's also nice because newbies aren't thrown into it completely alone and struggling.  Well, I became a TL for my second time ever, at this event.  I kind of got volunteered by my friend, haha, since she was recommending me and said I had been good at the Operation Red Wings Tough in CLT (despite my inability at counting, and poor decision making under pressure). 

It was a pretty straightforward movement, navigationally, fortunately.  We hugged the waterfront most of the way, and we even worked out a small shortcut.  I ran back and forth along the line of people, made sure everyone was good and swapping, I tried to encourage everyone, etc, and we made it on time.  It was getting light by this time... if you don't volunteer to be a TL early in the event, you risk having to do it late at night or near the end of the event, when everyone is really tired and sometimes cranky.  Everyone was tired, but fortunately not cranky.  They pushed hard, and we had no issues making it.

Next, a special challenge... start with 1 casualty, and gain another every 3 min, until we get to our next pit stop.  My body felt so bruised from the previous casualty movement that dreaded having to be a casualty again, but being casualty was the best way I could contribute to my team, so I sucked it up.  There's strategy involved, with trying to make as much distance as you can early on, since it's going to get exponentially harder.  And plan out who's going to be the next casualty, based on peoples' size.  It's chaos, but it mimics real life when things start to spiral, and you just have to focus on pushing forward and completing the mission no matter what.  We made it!  After that, one last movement to the finish.  I had been expecting a false finish, from what I had heard on youtube and others in the past, so the surprise for me was when we actually got patched at the finish, with no false finish.  Phew! 






So, Tough done!  Now, I had about 6 hours to rest and refuel before it was time for the Light.  I had to make the most of it.  I didn't want to waste time trying to go to my parents' house, since there'd be the driving, losing time here and there.  Instead, I opted for a rinse-off in the fountain that I used to play in when I was a little kid.  It's like a power washer!  It was slightly chilly, but refreshing.


Then, in the car, I sat around, ate, and realized how much chafing I had.  It was painful.  While it had been chilly in the morning, it started heating up fast.  Even in the shade of the parking garage, it got pretty warm.  The heat made it impossible for me to really fall asleep.  

I debated in my mind so much about whether to just give up on the Light.  Physically, my muscles felt ok.  But the chafing made it hard to walk.  Lights are no joke... it's still normally 6 miles, and it can sometimes be a very heavy 6 miles.  I didn't want to set a precedent of DNSing, though,... and I didn't want to fail my first T/L.  I also didn't want to let down my Course Advisor, especially since she knew I was going for this, and I had gone in with so much confidence.  

I changed clothes, which helped me feel better.  No more damp and gritty clothes.  There was still the issue of chafing... I didn't have any kind of balm with me... noted as something to bring for next time.  But, when I forced myself to just start heading out, and started moving again, the feeling kind of went away.  Getting moving cured it.  

There were like 8 of us from the Tough who were back at it for the Light.  It was a little surreal seeing everyone again, in fresh clothes, looking like they hadn't endured the Tough with me just hours earlier.  We were joined by about 16 others.  

The Welcome Party consisted of bear crawls and lunges across the field.  Coupons were the buckets (no more sandbags), plus a new team weight.  We went to Marion Square for a bit of expedited Mog Mile history, then 3 sets of 75 4-ct flutter kicks.  Then, Harris Teeter for more water.  My old haunts.  We went to Colonial Park in the daytime, knowing what we had done there the previous night.  Then Hazel Park, then the Battery, then the final escalating casualty movement back to Waterfront Park.  

We had even more strategy this time in the last movement.  One of the light but strong guys started off carrying me, so that he could smoke himself before he himself became a casualty and wouldn't be able to contribute with carrying people anymore.  And one of the guys from the Tough, with comfortable shoulders, I might add, took me after that.  They were all pretty much running with me, to make good time while we could with fewer casualties.  We blew away the task, getting to the end point in incredible time.  They were so determined to not have casualties escalate too much.  It was a great way to end the event, with a resounding success.





(TLers)


Wednesday, October 24, 2018

RACE REPORT: True to the Brew Half Marathon 2018


After War-X, I didn't do too much training.  I needed to catch up on sleep after the 24 hr event and the driving back and forth from Ohio.  However, after events, you're processing all of what happened, and reconnecting with people on facebook, so I didn't catch up on sleep in the first couple of days back.

Wednesday, I got in a ruck workout called "Don't. Get. Up." which was pretty interesting... the idea is that you're doing animal movements and other exercises on the ground the whole time, so the goal is that you don't stand up the whole time, all of it with the ruck on your back or getting dragged.
  • 5 min plank 
  • Push-up pyramid from of 1-2-3-4-5-4-3-2-1
  • Bear Crawl with 25 touches 
  • Bear Crawl with 25 touches but dragging ruck
  • Crab Walk with 25 touches 
  • Crab Walk with 25 touches but dragging ruck
  • Low Crawl 25 yards - people at my office's gym seeing me probably think I'm even weirder now, than they did before
  • Low Crawl 25 yards dragging ruck
  • Shoulder Crawl 25 yards with ruck on tummy - first time doing this exercise - it's pretty crazy... must wear out shirts pretty quickly.
  • Push-up pyramid from of 1-2-3-4-5-4-3-2-1
  •  5 min plank (had to take 2 rests this time)

I finished off the workout with a 4 mile run, since the RW had been all  arms and core.  It felt good to run, surprisingly, since I hadn't recovered on sleep yet from the weekend.  I did some pullups before and after the run, too.  It was a perfect combo of some strength and a bit of running before the half.

TRUE TO THE BREW HM

When I drove up to the parking lot, I was the first one there, and it was super dark.  I saw a volunteer, who directed us to the packet pickup area across a field.  I was glad that I had headlamps in the car, particularly in the porta potty. 



More racers arrived, and I found my co-worker, who would be doing his first race, period that day.  He jumped straight in to the Half, which you don't see often.  He's a new runner, but he had run a half on the treadmill before once, though, to provide remote moral support to his son, who was doing an ultra.

It was light enough to not need headlamps, by the time of the start.  The organizers did a good job of offering water, granola bars, bag check, and guidance on lining up according to speed.
We set off across the grass, and then through a bit of road, before turning onto a trail.  It always feels high-intensity at first, with people going fast, getting jarred by the uneven terrain at that pace, and settling into position.  It was mostly single-track, with some wider areas every now and then, but I didn't have any issues with congestion.



I normally take my training trail runs slow and easy, so it felt different trying to appropriately pace a trail half.  Fortunately, the terrain wasn't that technical, and it was pretty flat at the start.
We had some small climbs, but nothing that bad or long.  The biggest one started at mile 5.  There was also a lake that we ran by, which was a nice surprise.  There were people fishing on it, and it was pretty in the morning fog. 

A little after that, something seemed to bite my right calf through my socks, and when I went to brush whatever it was off, it stung my pinky, too.  I still have no idea what it was, but it burned.  I hoped that I wouldn't be found later on the side of the road if it was something poisonous.  It did give me adrenaline, which is a plus.  But I very much wanted to finish before succumbing to whatever it was, rather than having run that far to not finish.  It ended up being fine... itchy, but nothing serious.

Within a couple of miles, I had settled into second, and I held that for the whole race.  It had felt like a "comfortable" second for a while, but it got closer when I started being able to hear #3 talking in the distance behind me.  We ended up finishing a mile apart.  First place was like 15 minutes ahead of me, and was second overall, which is crazy... a totally different caliber of runner there. 

During the race, there were 4 water stops with a little bit of gatorade mixed in.  They offered bananas and apples, too, but I didn't want to slow down to take that, so I was glad that I brought 2 Vanilla Clif Shots.  They were surprisingly delicious, like a creamy vanilla pudding.  I usually use bar food for races where speed isn't as big of a  deal, but I think I had run out of small-sized ones.  I reserve gels for stuff like marathons and halfs, since it's pure sugar.

The terrain was a little different in the last few miles... there was some vegetation getting cleared, and we also went along a dirt road by another lake.  I had felt good about my pacing the whole time.  I sometimes push it a bit too hard, but it was good pace here.  I felt like I had my foot slightly on the gas pedal, giving it a bit of a press throughout.  It was hard but manageable.

The end was something interesting.  We could see the finish line in the middle of a field, but we first ran around a dirt horse track on the right, we then went perpendicular to the finish line to go to another field where we did a loop, and then we got to actually cross the finish line.  It was a bit of a mental game, knowing you're so close, but you still have to put out more. 

POST RUN

After I finished and confirmed my placement, I headed back out on the trail to find my colleague.  Fortunately, I could cut out the extra loops at the end, which amounted to about 1/2 mi.  Unfortunately, I missed a turn when I was trying to backtrack on the course.  I noticed that I had stopped seeing runners coming in the other direction, and realized that I must've missed it.  I had remembered a series of turns and arrows when I was running the race, and recalled how it could be easy to miss some of those turns if you were trying to do it backwards and couldn't see some of the arrows.

I did move off of the trail when the racers were oncoming.  They often wondered what I was doing, and I told them I was looking for my friend.  The awards ceremony was planned for 10:45am, so I briefly considered going back for that when I was 30 min in and had about 30 min to get back before the awards.  However, it was more important that I be there for my friend with his first race.  I kept hoping that I hadn't missed him when I missed the first turn, but I eventually saw him at mile 10.5.
He was doing ok, mostly walking by now, with spurts of running every now and then.  It was nice doing those last couple of miles with him, talking, and enjoying a jaunt in the woods.  I was proud of how far he had gotten, and how he was going to finish this thing strong. 



After the race, we rode a shuttle back to the parking lot.  This was a point-to-point course, which is rare but very enjoyable.  It makes it feel much more like an adventure, when you know you are going from A to B, with a full 13.1 miles in between.  They also had Subway sandwiches at the end, which was nice.

Originally, I had thought about doing a 10 mile ruck in the mountains after the race, but my feet were nice and used after the 13.1 plus about 2 miles of slow running and 2 miles of walking.  I met up with my co-worker and his daughter at RJ Rockers brewery back in Spartanburg, where we enjoyed beer from the sponsor.  It was a satisfying way to end the trip.





Tuesday, September 25, 2018

War-X Survival Weekend: Apocalypse

TRAINING LEAD-UP

Monday, Sep 10
5 mile run in 41:28, 8:18/mi, 2 degrees of incline.  Stopped when my right back started tightening up.  Upper arms were sore today, either from the GORUCK Light, or from the 5K (running fast in sprint sessions or 5Ks does that to me).  I wanted to run today because I wanted the feeling of flying, although my legs had had their fill after 2 miles.  I think it was the effects of the weekend.  Considering I did the box jumps at the Light, I understand.

Thursday, Sep 13
"Blackout" was the ruck (20lb backpack) workout that I chose for Pathfinder training today.  It was another fantastic one, with a perfect level of difficulty and a good design targeting different areas.

3 rounds
  • 20 ruck thrusters
  • 20 pushups with side ruck pull
  • 20 ruck burpees
  • Run 100 yards with the ruck as a coupon
3 rounds
  • 10 overhead squats
  • 10 squats with ruck front
  • 10 ruck swings
  • Run 100 yards with the ruck as a coupon
24 bear crawls with alternating arm ruck pulls
24 crawl bears (backwards bear crawl) with alternating arm ruck pulls

100 4-ct flutter kicks (had to split into 3 sets)
75 crunches with ruck overhead
50 leg levers with ruck overhead
25 situps with no ruck

Plank with ruck, 2 min
OH hold, 2 min

Plank with ruck, 1 min
OH hold, 1 min
Plank with ruck, 30 seconds
OH hold, 30 seconds

I rucked 5.5 miles afterwards.

Friday, Sep 14:
Before bunkering down indoors for the weekend due to Hurricane Florence, I got one last ruck outside.  It started to rain down mist halfway in.  5 miles in 95 min, 17:04 ave.

Saturday, Sep 15:
It was OK enough to drive to the subdivision's gym.  It was windy and rainy, but nothing too bad.  7.0 mi in 59:28, 8:30 ave.  I was counting down hundreths of miles the whole time, for some reason, even though I had Food Network TV to distract me.  That's a lot of counting.  

Monday, Sep 17:
This was the first time that I've had to modify one of the ruck workouts that I chose to attempt.  It wasn't a good feeling, because to get to the point where I decided that I needed to modify, I had to get to a point where I felt like I was straining my arm muscles.  There's supposed to be nothing wrong with scaling... scale down to what makes sense so that you can gradually build up and also not hurt yourself, scale up if it's too easy... but it does hurt the ego.  Oh well, I tried to make up for the gap in other ways.

The "Does This Count" workout is supposed to be

7 rounds 
  • 10 squats (alternate ruck front vs. back each set)
  • 10 overhead ruck presses
  • 10 ruck thursters
[but I only did 3 rounds before proceeding, since my upper arms were not feeling it]

5 rounds
  • 10 bent over rows
  • 10 tricep presses
  • 10 Russian twists
3 rounds
  • 10 single-leg ovehead lunges, per leg (my lunges are never pretty, even unweighted)
  • 10 ruck situps
  • 10 ruck curls
  • 10 ruck chest presses
1 round
  • 20 skull crushers
  • 30 4-ct flutter kicks
I made up for the 4 missing rounds of the first group by doing another set of each of the 4 groups, followed by 60 squats, since my legs still had some juice.  

3 mile ruck afterwards in 54 min, 17:52 ave.  The ruck part of the workout took 40 min.

Thursday, Sep 20:
My body felt like it wanted a run today.  I had considered going out to the trails, but there wasn't enough daylight left after work and the traffic time it would take to get there.  

6.0 in 47:52, 7:59 ave.

Friday, Sep 21:
I was driving up after work, so I got in a workout and my last shower before the weekend, before heading all the way up to Ohio.  The main purpose of the workout was to have a good excuse to get in another shower.  I didn't think to taper at all for the War-X event, since I thought it would mostly be some long duration but mild to medium intensity activity, where we learned and practiced survival skills.  

My original plan was to get in a run for a second day in a row, but my knees were complaining after a mile and a half.  I remembered that one of the ruck workouts started with a 2 mile unweighted run, so I decided to pivot to that and stopped running after 2 miles.  The rest of the workout didn't seem too crushing, so it was a good choice before the long drive.

"All Day Ruckoff"

2 mile run (Splits: 8:35, 8:26)

2 rounds
  • 20 front squats
  • 20 4-ct flutter kicks
  • 20 lunges, ruck front (not pretty, as usual)
  • 30s overhead hold
  • 20 bicep curls
  • 20 upright rows (had to split into sets of 5 with a couple seconds of pausing in between)
  • 20 kettlebell swings
  • 20 shoulder shrugs
  • 20 overhead presses
After that, 6 hours of driving.  Arrived in Ohio just after midnight, just as it started lightly raining.  I got in a few hours of sleep before the event.


WAR X SURVIVAL WEEKEND



Ohio seems like a long way away from the Carolinas, but it's actually only 6 hours from Charlotte, which isn't that bad.  It was worth it, too, to try War-X's Apocalypse Survival weekend.  It looked similar to some other events that I've tried, like Green Beret Challenge's 24 hr "Behind Enemy Lines" event with survival lessons and a final mission, and GORUCK's Expedition wilderness survival course.  The venue looked pretty cool, too.  They have over a thousand acres to play in and transform into a war zone, complete with a jail in the jungle.


The event started at 9am on a Saturday and would end at around 9am on Sunday.  It was perfect for a weekend trip without having to take off from work.  It would be a packed weekend, but doable.  I got there a little bit early.  There were a number of experienced War-X people there, but there was also a good number of people like me who were brand new to War-X.  People shared tips about how much stuff to pack.  There was a gear list, and some optional suggestions, but the overall recommendation was to consider "agility and speed over comfort".  

Since I was a little kid, I've loved gathering "gear" to go on missions.  I used to play with my sister, with plastic guns and flashlights and stuff like that.  Now, I get to do all of that, but amped up... little me would've been so proud.  


Everyone gathered in the parking lot was getting ready for a physically demanding 24 hours.  That's when I started to get a little worried.  I realized that maybe I should've tapered for this, instead of doing consecutive workouts in the two days leading up.  I'm someone who takes lots of rest days and tapers hard.  It works for me, and keeps me from getting injured.  I'd be in for a ride.

We got a general briefing, and then went through classes on land nav with handheld GPS's and topo maps, firearms and tactical movements, first aid, and fire building.  Each one went into the perfect amount of depth, going through what you most needed to know to succeed, and letting you practice a bit before you'd get thrown into the wild.  By this time, we had been split up into teams.  They chose teams for us, which I was glad for, since I had come alone, and it would've been awkward to be picked last, or to not know anyone when everyone else was already teamed up.  This also maybe helped to even things out a bit, so that one team wasn't going to totally dominate the others and take the fun out of it.  I do get both sides, though... if you are going with people that you know, it can be fun to experience it together.  At the same time, having to learn to work with strangers and become a team organically is a rewarding challenge and good learning opportunity, too.  They did give people a chance to request switch-ups, if they wanted, but everyone was cool with the teams.


(Photo Credit: Dennis Crider)

There was nervous anticipation at the start.  We got thoroughly checked for prohibited items, which even included food!  Then, it was time for the mission briefing.  Each War-X event has a different theme.  They keep you on your toes, and even the veterans are in for surprises.  Our scenario involved a rogue group threatening to deploy a virus, and it was our job to stop them.  They put together a cool video for the briefing, with schematics and intel.  This was going to be very realistic, with bad guys willing to use escalating force to take you down, friendlies that you may engage with, caches to find, other teams to compete against or potentially work with, etc.  


Soon, our team of 6 was off on a convoy to head in the direction of our designated base camp.  Before we got there, though, chaos erupted, and I soon found myself being chased by bad guys as I charged into a thicket of thorns to try to escape.  One of them was about 15 feet away from me, but occupied with catching someone else, so I took the chance to bolt further into the forest.  When it seemed like nobody was actively pursuing me anymore, the dread of realizing that I've been separated from the rest of your group sank in.  At least I hadn't gotten caught right off the bat, but it wasn't a good feeling to be alone already.  

Someone from the team had had the foresight to suggest a meeting spot in case we got scattered, but I heard the enemies still prowling, so I couldn't go with that plan directly, and started to try to make my way towards the direction of base camp.  Fortunately, I had the map and a general sense of direction, so I knew which way to go.  I was relieved to find the rest of my team along a path... a friendly face, and not bad guys.


(Photo Credit: Dennis Crider)

We made our way to base camp, which involved ziplining across a river... so cool.  We found a safe place to set up camp, and then we started on our first mission.  There was a cache that was going to be guarded, and we knew they were expecting us, so we had to move tactically, and not simply take the most direct and easy route.  We went through a river crossing and hilly terrain, and then scouts went out to retrieve the supplies, managing to avoid capture.  


(Photo Credit: Dennis Crider) 

As we finished each objective, we were given our next one.  We were competing against the other teams to complete the objectives first, while avoiding capture.  We'd earn points for doing certain things, and we'd be deducted points for doing other things.  We were running, running, running, eager to make good time.  I thought I was a good runner, but the rest of my team was dominating.  You come up with analogies based on what's familiar to you.  I felt like in Harry Potter 7 when the trio kept going from place to place to escape from the bad guys.  Always running, never able to rest for long.  I also gained an appreciation for people in the military.  You can't afford to stop when you want to, just because you're tired.  You have a mission to complete, and your team and your mission depend on you continuing on.  You don't get to choose when to stop.  Stuff happens, and you have to deal with it.  Just when you finish one objective, you get another thrown at you.  



(Photo Credit: Dennis Crider)

The most trying time for our team came next.  It's like in a real battle.  Stuff happens, and sometimes, things escalate quickly.  We were trying to find out next objective, when bad guys came.  There were other teams in the area.  There were drones also searching for us.  Some of our team went missing, and had ended up being captured.  The sound of tazers was terrifying, and the bad guys knew that we were still in the area.  Fortunately, I was still with 3 of my teammates, but the sounds of the ATVs rumbling, and one of the bad guys eerily saying "where are you, little girls" was frightening.  


(Photo Credit: Dennis Crider)

After more got captured and taken away, those of us who were left made our move towards the cache.  The guys in front of me were running fast.  I heard shouting around me.  I thought about ducking to the sides of the path to hide, but the guys were still running full speed ahead.  Thankfully, I had decided to stick with them, because we suddenly stopped and I realized that they had taken us straight to the cache.  I came to a grinding halt nearly on top of it.  PA grabbed a gun and shot one of the guards while I grabbed a second gun.  I wish I had tried to grab more while I was there, but I bolted as soon as I could, and we ducked into tall grass.  


(Photo Credit: Dennis Crider)

We were in enemy territory, and we had to find the rest of our group.  We fortunately stumbled upon KT, but we weren't sure where AB (aka "Rue", haha) was.  I felt so bad for her, and how terrified she must've been, wherever she was hiding, alone and surrounded.  She ended up getting captured, so it was down to three on our team.  At least we had weapons now, to defend ourselves.  

One thing we didn't have with us, though... headlamps... and the sun would be setting in about 30 minutes... and we were a mile and a half "as the crow flies" from base camp... and we were not crows... we were tired people in rough terrain having to take indirect routes to avoid detection.  Tactical error.  I should've learned by now, after my earlier incident where not having a headlamp got me in trouble.  

PA went a bit ahead to get the headlamps, but after a while, we found out that he had gotten caught.  That left 2/6 of us... oh, man.  Now, it was dark, and it was KT and me, plus our radio man who provided contact with the coordinators.  By now, it had been long past when we were supposed to go after our next objective.  We were going to try to take on the prison with just the two of us, but we got an opportunity to link up with Charlie Team for a coordinated rescue mission.  Teams don't normally work together, but our situation was pretty desperate, so I was so thankful.

Getting to Charlie Team, though, would turn into a nightmare.  They were located 0.55 mi away "as the crow flies", but we ended up going like 1.5 miles, 0.5 of which were through the thickest thorn brushes you can imagine.  Even our radio man with his short sleeves endured lash after lash of those thick and sharp thorns, as he led the way to help clear a path.  It would take what felt like minutes of getting brutally cut up to just make it 0.05 mi.  From head to above your toes, you were pushing through thorns.  All this by the light of an Apple Watch, a 3x2 inch GPS display, and a radio light for the three of us.  At this moment, after whacking through thorns, we thought that whatever the prisoners were going through had to be more pleasant than this.  There may have been a desire to quit, too, but that would just leave you in the middle of a thicket that was impassable by ATV or anything else that could rescue you, so you had no choice but to either turn back the same hard way, or just continue on, and we had already gone halfway after a long time... it would probably be shorter to just get to the end of it, even if that was going to require another 40 min or however long of swimming through thorns.  During that time, I thought there must've been a good metaphor for life somewhere in what we were going through.  I also felt like having endured what we were going through together, the three of us were going to be friends for life.  I wanted so much to just go back to base camp and be by a warm fire by then and not in my wet clothes, but I wanted more to rescue the captured team members, first.

At last, we came upon a path.  It was the most welcome sight ever.  But.... Charlie team was nowhere to be found.  They should've been 500 feet away, but nobody was answering our shouts, and we were surrounded by nothing but more thick thorns on either side of the path.  We radioed in, explained the situation, and fortunately, some friendlies were going to be able to provide support.  We hopped in an ATV with them to try to link up with Charlie team, but the path was impassable at one point due to a fallen log, so we were left to proceed on foot to try to find them.  Somehow, after about 1.5 miles of driving, the spot where we ended up was still 500 feet away from Charlie team's supposed location, but they still weren't there.  We now had to go on our own to link up with the rest of our team.  

Apparently, in the meantime, the rest of our team had managed to escape.  I don't have any good personal stories of prison, since I didn't end up getting caught, but from what I heard, it's pretty intense.  They make you feel it, physically, psychologically, etc,... more legit than I expected.  Through cunning and courage and team members looking out for each other, though, they had escaped before we were able to get to them in our odyssey through the thorns and then the long ATV ride and the search for Charlie team.  I'm so proud of them - they didn't need rescuing.  We did end up running into Charlie Team on our way to the prison, though, and it was so nice to see some non-hostile faces.  They even had mercy on us and gave us an extra flashlight, even though we were from a competing team.  We made our way up to the prison, which is really eerie looking at night, with the cages and the fire and the sense of despair in that place.  

For the past few hours, all I wanted to do was hug my team members when I saw them again.  I didn't end up doing that, but I was so glad to see them and be reunited.  It was finally time for us to make our way back to base camp and start a fire and rest for a little bit.  It felt surreal, being back together again after some iffy times, as we walking through the riverbed.  Somehow, DE managed to procure a tiki torch, even, and it felt like a victory parade going home.  Back at base camp, we were relieved to find PA who had made his way back after his escape.  

We ate and drank for the first time in forever, and started warming up and settling in.  I was surprised by how little I ended up needing to eat or drink during the 24 hr event... about 1.5 L of water, and maybe 150cal of 6 reeces pieces (M&M-sized things), 2 quarter-sized squeezes of MRE cheese spread, a few pieces of MRE cookies, and a couple of bites of MRE bread.  I'm kind of a picky eater, but you're not so picky when you're hungry!  It was about getting calories and not running out of energy.  We were supposed to have more food to go around, but that had gone out the window during the capture, so our team of 6 managed to survive on one MRE package for the whole day.


(Roasting socks over an open fire)

We had about 2 hours to rest, so we tried to get in what we could, in hammocks, or spooning, or in or on a garbage bag.  It sprinkled rain a little bit, but fortunately, it wasn't for long or with any kind of strength.  We kept the fire up during the night, and it gave us much-needed warmth in the cold.  At about 2:30am, we were up again for instructions on our next objective.  We packed up and headed back out.  


(Direct hit by AB!)



We still had much to do before we could successfully defeat the bad guys' plan to take over the world, so we had to get moving.  We had to obtain something stealthily, then trade it with some friendlies for something we needed.  Then, we were ready for our final assault.  We were ready for all kinds of stuff to be thrown at us.  It did end in a big boom, and we got to the finish as a full team, with all of the required items, arm-in-arm, at the end.  


(Photo Credit: Dennis Crider)

Our team didn't end up winning, but I'm so proud of what we accomplished.  We completed more objectives than the other team, and we had the most prisoners escape.  Hats off to the Charlie team, though... they finished first, and helped us in our time of need.  

This was a pretty awesome event... more real than any other event that I've been to.  The others feel sanitized in comparison to this.  If you want to test yourself, put yourself through something challenging.  I like to picture myself as someone who could be brave like the soldiers in the stories that you hear about, but I find out in events like these that I'm more of a coward, who tends to run and hide.  I think these events help to challenge me to be more brave, though.  I'm inspired by the team members who did the hard work of going into enemy territory on scouting and stealth missions to get stuff like LL & PA, and by the ability my teammates to endure and not complain and thrive in challenging circumstances.  I'm not where I want to be, but I can take learnings from each event and try to put them into practice at subsequent events.  For example, I learned about the power of positive attitudes and getting things done despite unpleasant circumstances at GORUCK, and I used that here to help push myself and teammates in the rough times.  


(Photo Credit: Dennis Crider)

I'm so thankful for the experience, and for the team that I got to know and be a part of during the 24 hours, and for the other teams who were part of this.  The organizers did such a great job of planning for the event, making it so realistic, and being ready to continuously adapt the game based on how things progressed.  Even the radio man... we wouldn't have gotten through the hard night without his presence and support.  He toughed this out just like the rest of us, with even less gear than we had.  It was such a cool event.  I did miss out on getting the chance to go to prison, but I did get to try the tazer after the event, and there's always next year!  They're sure to come up with another amazing event to challenge you like no other event can.