• When: 2019-11-12
  • QIC: No Help
  • The PAX: Rocking Chair (Respect Respect), Thumbs Up (Respect), Training Wheels (Respect), Strut, Air Ball, Brownie, Wing Back, Eve, Tail Pipe, Blindside, No Help


#VeteransDay #EMOM Snot Woggler Turned up to 11

Lexington, SC / By / November 12, 2019 /

A day late but never too late to celebrate Veterans Day.  11/11 every year, so the theme went to 11…well, more so rep count went to 11.  The volume may have been turned up to 11 as well; solid mix of classic rock, cadence music, rap, and Vietnamese EDM.  Thanks for the tunes, Thumbs Up.  May need to replace your readers though or get a Jitterbug phone with the large font.

Weather: 52°

The Thang:

Intro, disclaimer, prayer

Mosey over to the outdoor gym for COP

SSH x 10 IC
Merkins x 10 OMC
LBAC x 10 IC f/r
Merkins x 10 OMC
OH Claps x 10 IC
Merkins x 10 OMC
LBAC x 10 IC r/f
Merkins x 10 OMC
Imperial Walkers x 10 IC
TTT x 10 IC
Merkins x 10 OMC

#EMOM came out again for the third Q in a row.  Each complete round lasted for six minutes, the intended rep count was 11 reps/minute.  At the start of each minute, run to the curb and back, try to hit 11 reps of the exercise.  Any remaining time was your recovery time (disclaimer, recovery time is a rarity in this one).

  • Tire flips
  • Block Press
  • Block Swings
  • Pull-ups
  • Battle Rope (11/arm)
  • Incline Merkins

We completed four total rounds, 2 minute rest in-between so our hearts wouldn’t explode (last rest period was only one minute due to time).  Snot was sufficiently woggled.

Painfully mosey back to the flag

COT

Announcements

11/13 – Food Ruck
11/16 – Cheech 10K
Mac and Cheese Drive for The Mission, see Training Wheels for details
12/14 – F3/FiA Lexington Christmas Party

Prayer Requests

Continued prayers for my cousin Adam
Shandy on the DL
Unspoken

BOM/Devo

So I ran across a Facebook post more than a month ago.  It was a long post, normally wouldn’t read it.  However, something drove me to read it and it stuck with me.  I’ve kept that post up with the intention of sharing it for a devo…today was that day as it was fitting for Veteran’s Day.  I hope you take the time to read it as well.  If you see a Veteran, tell them thanks.  If they seem lost, help them find a purpose and don’t be afraid to ask the tough questions.  You never know the difference it can make.  Also, just take some time to just listen…a lot of these men and women have seen and experienced some things most could never imagine.  Many wrote their wills at very young ages.  Most of all, let them know that they’re loved.  And don’t just stop there, show that to all you come into contact with.

Post from Austin Hill, USMC Veteran

Kind of scary to think about how okay I was with the idea of dying while i was in the in the military because it felt like that was okay, a part of the job. But it was also something I never shared with my family because I did not want them to hurt from my mindset… A warrior’s death was an honor in some way, it was this idea that I died for something bigger than myself. I was dying for my brothers, my kin, and my country. In the military you almost become passive aggressive suicidal. You don’t want to die. You don’t hope you die… but you become so okay with the idea that it just becomes the normal. And psychologically I don’t think you ever come back from it. You leave the military you try to go to school, you try to fit back in and adjust to civilian life once again. You struggle to relate with your family, you struggle to relate with other students, you struggle to relate to your coworkers. You find the only people that actually make sense to you are veterans or your friends that are still in. They understand you. They know the same feeling all too well. The only way to supplement this idea, is to find some kind of purpose. But it is rare to find another job that gives you the same level of purpose that you once felt. I think that is why so many veterans feel so depressed and suicidal so often. We are lost. So extremely lost in the world. Searching to fill a void. Sometimes there are voids that we looked to be filled by joining the military, and for some it does for a while. Broken families breed some of the best Marines I have ever had the privilege of serving beside. Being a product of a broken family, I looked at the Marine Corps as a place to fill a void, to be a family and a sense of belonging I lacked growing up. And for the years I spent in, it did. I met some of the best people I’ve ever known, but our times in the Corps all ended at different times. But our pains all started again at different times. We longed for a family that we found. We bonded over pain, blood, sweat, and genuine love for one another. When we become separated from that family, the search for it begins again. Some of us never find it, not in the same way we did before. Sure, you see veterans or old friends you served with at reunions or hikes. But that everyday living and suffering together, that is what you miss and long for once again. Since I got out it has been a constant struggle to find that sense of belonging, but I have yet to find it. It makes me question my career choices, the people I spent my time with, and worst of all it makes me wonder if I will ever have a purpose worth being alive for again. Hidden behind forced smiles and sad eyes, I’m still empty searching for that thing to fill the void. I hope one day I find it. Or I am lucky enough to be granted a warrior’s death. Not sure which one I will find if either. But I will keep searching until I do find it. I am a broken warrior, but I keep fighting on…even though I feel like I am losing most days.