At First...

When I began the thought of entering the military many things went through my head:

Am I too old?

I am way too fat?

Can I even do a push up?

The money blows.

Yup, I went through the whole process of looking shit up on the internet. I was within the age requirement for health care but just barely.

I was pushing 300 pounds. Yikes! I even thought this would be some sort of motivation for me to get into shape.

No, I could do maybe one or two push ups and a sit up took everything I had. I could not even contemplate running until I trimmed down about 40 to 50 pounds.

The money could not be the deciding factor. I wanted to push myself, open the doors to travel and a life with a little of the unknown sprinkled in. I wanted the unexpected as my career had become stale and boring.

It took some mad kinda work, but I started to get into shape. I remember my first run (non-treadmill) I could not even finish 0.5 mile. I was pathetic! For one mile I walked and ran until I finished and the time was embarrassing! Flash forward nearly two years and although my time is not record setting, I can at least finish and at a respectable pace.

The push ups actually improved faster than the sit ups. I can now meet all the goals and fluctuate around the maximum weight requirement. I am two pounds over as of this morning.

I want to be 10 pounds under before training begins.