I know I have taken a whole new turn in my life on this journey of training when I feel that I need a game face to go up my stairs. Okay, so I went up them 840 times and back down them 840 times with my friend, the asshole, the pack of death
This is my "game face". It looks dumb because Cecilia kept making me laugh.
Did I mention I have on shorts and my new boots? Quite the stereotypical picture. Oh yeah, well my mom wears combat boots. Plus she can totaly kick your ass with a 45 pound pack on her back...or something like that.
This is my awesome Tuesday Marching outfit...