COMMANDO CHALLENGE 2014 POST-MORTEM

There are some things in life you can't believe you have done and you're thankful you've done them. 2014 for me has been full of them - cutting bitches that I've never needed anyway out of my life, saving money, and... going through a military obstacle course with my trainers, and fellow members at Ritual.

The Commando Challenge training started about two months before. This meant that for an entire eight-week period, I went to the gym four to five times a week, I went running (which I absolutely loathe), I was eating clean, and the worst of it all - I had no bottle of Nutella open for that two months. Two months Nutella detox. It was painful.

Every Saturday, we had trainings with our trainer, Shrek, who put us through numerous workouts under the hot sun, and true enough, as he said - the trainings were tougher than the actual obstacle course actually was. I don't mean to sound like an asshole, but my team breezed through it. Sure, it was hard, but the fact that our trainer pushed us, and we saw and felt what our bodies were actually capable of doing, we knew we could nail that shit.

We could do all of it - climb up shit, climbed over shit, jumped off more shit, crawled under shit. What killed us, was what we didn't train, and couldn't possibly train for, the ice plunge.

Yes - we had to jump into a pool of ice, swim under it and emerge the other side. You know how when you watch the movie Titanic and you keep yelling at Jack and Rose to swim? Yeah, that's not even possible. It's incredibly scary how your body shuts down when you're in freezing water. It was literally an out-of-body experience - I heard myself breathing out loud in a way that I've never heard myself breath.

I mean - I know cold. I've been in sub-zero temperatures skiing in Manchuria but this, submerged in ice water (the organisers were extremely diligent about filling up the pool with more ice!) was a whole different ball game all together. The pool came up all the way to my chin when I'm 1.73m tall, so you can imagine how it must have been for the teeny tinier people.

When I emerged, I was dizzy, my ears were completely deaf, and limbs were frozen and I could see condensation smoke emerging from my skin. It was probably one of the most painful, and yet incredibly adrenalin rushing experiences I have willingly put myself through. The entire challenge was.

We went into the challenge not knowing exactly what the obstacles were, and we emerged perhaps, with a new obsession with obstacle-type races. 

Spartan, next, perhaps? I just need to forget the pain of ice challenges for now.