We Are One

Somedays, being me isn't great.

Somedays, being me is just plain unpleasant.

And that's being generous to 'unpleasant'.

But today?

Today was a good day to be Craigy.

I sat in my jeep for ten minutes this morning waiting for the ice to melt from the inside of the windscreen, wondering how my unrested body was going to deal with the day.

I needn't have wondered.

Deal?

It just dealt.

We stand in a rough circle in the snow of the War Memorial Park, my three fellow warriors and I.

The sky is clear, and too blue, too endless.

The air is cold, and too clean, too pure.

The midwinter sun reflects from the white wastes around us, dazzling, bright.

An the iron?

The iron is the iron.

Ask my friend, Mitch.

Ask Rollins.

It is what it is.

Today's Training:

a1) 10 snatches LH - 30 secs break

a2) 20 Swings - 30 secs break

a3) 10 snatches RH - 30 secs break

a4) 20 swings - 30 secs break
Repeat 5 times with no rest.

b) 10 halos followed immediately by 20 swings

Repeat 5 times with 30 secs rest between sets

Later...26 TGUs...Of Course.


And I realise that we, my body and I, we no longer think of ourselves as permanently tired.
We no longer think of ourselves as unrested, aching.
Now...
Now I, my body and I, now we are one.

And that one is permanently ready.

Strong.

Indestructible.

General Out