Wednesday, June 22, 2016

#22Kill Push Up Challenge Day 4 // It's Not Easy

It's Day 4 of the ‪#‎22Kill‬
Push Up Challenge. If you haven't seen the first videos, the purpose of
the challenge is to bring awareness to the fact 22 veterans commit
suicide on a daily basis.

The challenge consists of me doing 22
pushups a day for 22 days. You can do any variation of these pushups but
they should be completed in one taping of the video and posted online.
Put the hashtag #22Kill

Next, I'm challenged to nominate one person a day to complete the challenge. They are in no way obligated to do the challenge but hopefully I am choosing people who will be down for the cause.

Today I nominate Ralph Shannon Jr. you start the challenge the day after you are nominated and have accepted.

Thanks for involuntarily volunteering when you said you had 22 push ups
in you. LOL. I met Ralph years ago at a club then found out we were
high school alums and turned into friends. He was training to be a boxer
and I think some of the traumatic stresses one can endure as a boxer
can be closely related to PTSD veterans go through as well.

friend Taunia posted a video yesterday explaining why she joined the
military and some issues vets can face that she could relate to. My
video was supposed to be the same but took a slight turn.

don't have to share an experience if you accept the challenge but you
never know if it could help another person if you did. Thanks for
watching. Until tomorrow. #22Kill

Sunday, June 19, 2016

#22Kill Push Up Challenge Day 1

22 day push-up challenge to bring awareness to the statistics that 22
men and women in our military killed by suicide each day.

I was nominated by Taunia, my sista from bootcamp. Once a
Marine always a Marine. Taunia thinks I'm more in shape than I am. LOL. I walk
and run but haven't done pushups in I don't know how long.

I love and support my Marine Corp sisters and if she wants
me to join in on this challenge then I will. In honor of fallen military
sisters and brothers, I elect to do 22 push ups for the next 22 days, post the
video and elect one person daily to join the challenge.

I elect my fb friend and brother Marine Mark.  Obviously, there is no obligation...but I
think he will be up for the cause.

To complete the challenge do 22 push-ups each day for 22
days and get one friend to join each day. Make sure to hashtag #22kill.
* Once you are nominated your 22 days start the following
* Every day you record yourself doing 22 push-ups. Try your
best to reach 22. If that means doing assisted (from your knees) push-ups or
that you have to stop and take a break that's fine but try to get them all done
in one video.
* Every day you must nominate a different person. Try to
choose people you think will want to do this and/or have the ability to do it.

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

First Flight: One Step Closer to Serenity

On my way to Aruba.  This morning started off a little weird.  For some reason American Airlines had me booked with a child in my lap, therefore I couldn't check in
What the heck?  My last and only child was born 18 years ago. She too big to be on my lap and she wasn't on this trip. Prior to this,  the apartment reservation we booked got messed up.  The owner said she had me as four guest,  there is only two of us,  so she tried to give us a room.  Honey,  we paid for the apartment,  don't play.  At least I have leg room on flight this time. 

Everything at the airport has been going far,  we're only on the firsgoing,  from St. Louis to Charlotte.  Next stop Miami, then off to Aruba. I'm so excited, I could pee my pants. No really,  I have to go but the flight is almost over an the bathroom is too far. 

My only real issue, was the man next to me, he couldn't stop fidgeting. I think he was more nervous over a physical condition.  First he kept twisting the end of the seatbelt and then the hairs on his legs,  anything in his reach. The entire flight! 

We got to Charlotte and tried our luck at Bojangles. They used to be popular in St. Louis. Well,  not popular with my mouth and taste buds. To be honest my food wasn't bad, I had chicken strips
but my sis, Mocha,  had an "atrocious" meal and blueberry biscuit the "Boberry biscuit". Ewww.

Welp,  the next time you'll see me will be from our temporary accommodations and then our actual apartment.  

Thanks for joining me.  Like,  comment,  share.  Wait,  American Airlines think I have no class,  lol. That's what I thought of some of the crew.