After a stressful drive down to San Diego, I made it to my test with time to spare. About 50 people had come to test. I was done in plenty of time and had until 12:45 when I would get my results. I wasn't worried until I saw person after person walking out with failed test results. I admit, although the test was very much common sense, I was still nervous. But it was my lucky day and I passed the test along with about 20 others. We were shuttled off to our initial background and spent the next three hours seated comfortably in a hard, plastic chair hashing out every ungodly detail of our lives to complete strangers. I think it's meant by design to make you feel a little beat up. A healthy dose of getting ready for the academy.
On my way home, because my day wasn't exciting already, I got rear ended on the freeway ...from the front. Could only happen to me. As if getting hit weren't enough the crazy girl seriously thought I hit her and refused to give me her information. Soooo, a call to CHP and her getting chewed a new one by two officers and my day was finally over. What is it about my crazy life?
And apparently something was sparked in me because I followed it all up with two new PR's on Saturday night. A brand new 2:10/mile on the bike followed by a 150 max on the lat pull. And because I'm just never satisfied, I managed two real hammer pull pull-ups and two chin ups on Sunday.
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