“Not So Lil’ Sis…”

Posted: August 11, 2016 in Uncategorized

Happy Birthday “Not So Lil’ Sis!!!”

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You Annoyed The Hell Out Of Me As You Were Crying In The Back Seat For No Freakin’ Reason!!!

I Remember I Having To Put On My HeadPhones Plugged Into My Portable Compact Disc Player…

But In The End… No Matter Where We Went… I Never Took My Eyes Off Of You To Make Sure You Were Safe…

And I Still Do Till This Day… In The Gym & Out…

You Don’t Talk Much… Only When You Need To…

You’re Strong Both Mentally & Physically… But Don’t Brag About It…

And You Take Care Of Everyone That Deserves It… Even Some That Don’t Deserve It…

Sound Like Anybody(s)???

You… Along With Many Other People… Got Me Home Safe From Iraq…

Without My “14”… I Would Have Died… Maybe Not Physically… But Mentally…

I’ll Never Forget That Night Outside The Carol’s Restaurant Out In 29 Palms When You Were Crying & Pounding On The Windows Begging Not To Go…

I Had To… And I Had To Come Back To You…

I Did…

You’ll Always Be My “Lil’ Sis”…

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 And You Got A Whole RCCF Crew Behind You Anytime You Need Us!!!

I Love You Alicia & Happy 19th Birthday…

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As Many Rounds As Possible In 19 Mins:

8 Clean & Split Jerks (Rx’d: M-135lbs/F-95lbs…)

11 Pull Ups

19 Push Ups

97 Double Unders (Rx’d: M&F… MOD: Singles… Burpee Progression Penalty For Both… If You Get To 19… Go Back Down Every Time You Break… If You Get To 1… Go Back Up Every Time You Break…)



 The First Time I Really Cried…      “By: Alicia Sanchez



               It all started on the night we were in Twenty-Nine Palms. We were eating at the restaurant Carol’s, for a goodbye dinner for my brother. My brother is a Marine and was leaving to Iraq for a nine-month tour. This would be his second time there, but I wasn’t sad yet. I just felt normal.


I didn’t feel anything unusual before he actually left. Our dinner felt like a normal family get-together. Then the moment came when we had to say goodbye. My throat had a huge lump in it. I wanted to cry, but I would not let myself do that because I didn’t want him to start crying. I got in the car after I said goodbye, and broke down into a million pieces.  After a few minutes I tried to stop crying.


On the way home I took deep breathes and I felt much better. When I got home my mom gave me a big hug.  Today I am very happy because he is now out of the Marines. Every night when he was in Iraq, I thought about him fighting to save us. I love my big brother and I thank him for what he did for all of us. I still cry sometimes but now I cry because I am happy he made it home…”


Love Ya Lil’ Sis…

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8.10.2016 WOD & Scores…
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