I'm crawling under barbed wires, rolling through the mud and around hay bales. What did I get myself into? I think to myself, can I reach the end? My Navy Personal Trainer talking to me “Get a move on!” with an angrily reply “Yes Sir.” I anxiously moan to myself ‘Come on girl! You can do it!’ I'm still struggling, I think ‘I'm gonna win! I have faith in myself!” My PT telling me “You're nearly there, just a few more tugs through the mud and you've did it!” and what happened… “I've made it, I've made it!” I yell as loud as I could”
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