Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Sore

My weekend was an absolute blast. I flew to St. Louis, then drove to Evansville, IN, for a wedding. I was able to hang out with my best friend whom I haven't seen in awhile because of his service in our military, and the reunion was just fun.

I got back home about 8 last night and then went to bed not much later. I arose this morning, packed all my work stuff, and went to work. It was then, after sitting in the classroom, realizing I had forgotten my PT gear. My wife, being the awesome woman she is, parted from her huge assignment she's been putting countless hours into, to drive the 30 min and drop off my PT gear.

Deputy Johnson found out about the whole thing and I had to write him a memo about why I wasn't prepared, which I considered a small price to pay. If I didn't have my PT gear, the class would have enjoyed PT in polyester uniform shirts, bullet proof vests, wool pants, and combat boots. I think writing a memo is nothing compared to that horror.

Well PT was a real workout. We ran up and down steep hills, pull ups galore, lunges, push ups, crunches, and running. The entire thing really wouldn't have been that hard had I had some water in my system.

I hadn't eaten in over 24 hours, and really didn't drink anything either. My body stopped producing sweat and then produced just goo. I got dizzy, started seeing swirls of colors, and my hands went numb. I fell to the back of the group, and couldn't keep up. At one point I had to sit down for in fear of my truly passing out and hitting pavement with my face.

I got back to the classroom and drank plenty of water and felt better nearly immediately. But my anger at myself continued throughout the night. I don't have anything to prove but I hate it when I fail. The man running our PT was the leader of the SWAT team, a team I would eventually like to join. We even got into a pull up contest with each other. And then I failed. It was just disheartening.

So, I end the day with soreness all over, and sense of failure that I need to get over because it isn't that important, and really, I just need some sleep.

1 comment:

dannigurl said...

What a great wife you have! I sure hope she knows that too ;) And I hope you're over your disappointment in yourself. We all know you kick ass and are in amazing shape, especially since you've been working out with Sando... Don't stress it.