Army Chick

When I first went to basic, I probably couldn't do more than a couple of lousy pushups and situps, and I definately could not run worth a damn. We are talking like a 13 minute mile. Although the summer before I left for basic I was in karate and did some workouts here and there, it was like I was doing the bare minimum. I had no motivation, and I hated working out. Why would I put myself through so much pain?

When I did finally get there, I wasn't in the worst shape of everyone, but I wasn't in the best either. And I certainly didn't want to be left behind...
If anything was going to push me, it was that I was not getting kicked out of basic or being sent to "Fat Camp". Yea nice name right? Not my idea of a good time. So at night I did extra pushups. I sprinted up and down the bay area like a lunatic. And when it came to our first PT test, I ran like I never had before. I was literally running for my life. My run time? 18:36 two mile.

Pass.

I did it, and all I wanted to do was get better. So I did more and more. I pushed myself farther than I ever thought I could. Ruck marches sucked the most, but I made all of them.

I pushed my body past fatigue and muscle failure, and looking back and seeing that I could do it then, shows me that I can do it now.

I could elaborate more, but I'll save it for some other stories. Has there been a time where you pushed "the limit"? Have you overcome any obstacles? Or maybe is there one that you are trying to overcome now? Respond with your story!