By now I’m fairly certain that everyone knows the specifics of what this match entailed so I’m not going to bore you with my depiction of that. What I can say is that it was like nothing we have ever done before in the shooting sports. I was a little skeptical about it when I first heard the format, but who wouldn’t be with uncharted waters. It’s so hard to try and imagine how something is going to go down when you’ve never been a part of it or anything like it before.
Since the match was announced on Facebook I watched people prep and test and weigh their gear. I took a much different approach to prepping for the match. I just so happen to be a grand master procrastinator and seem to say eff this lets do it live, and nothing changed for this match. The eve of the Trekker found me working a midnight shift. I finished up at 0700 and was home sleeping shorting after 0800 the morning of the match. I set my alarm for 1000, where I proceeded to wake up and start packing my gear for the first time then. I loaded my mags and tossed them along with the rest of my ammo in the main compartment of my pack. A pop tart and a coffee on my way to Forest Lake and there I was ready to rock out the trekker.
I had one plan for the match, RUN. Seeing the rule set that was put out, I knew that getting hits on the first two laps was important due to the point value of those rounds. But when push came to shove I shot every station during the match at the same speed. I don’t think I can honestly say that I aimed more or less during any given station. The only variation that I put in was on stage 4 where I switched shooting positions in the box a few times.
I was able to complete 6 3/4 laps (which I’m told was 2nd best for the match behind Josh Eernisse) and think that I could have got one more full lap if I hadn’t spent as much time loading mags. I consider myself in ok shape physically. I do work out a time or two a week, but in all reality I’m a stones throw from 40, I sleep 4 hours on a good day, and most days my dinner comes out of a microwave at 3am and gets washed down with more energy drink than a person should ever think about. The one thing I do know is how to dig deep for that extra bit of mojo to keep pushing. I have been around sports my whole life and being a multi-sport collegiate athlete has paid many dividends for me. Even though it was 2 decades ago the difference between going to the gym and getting swole (as the hipsters like to say these days) and running ladders until you puke with your coach chirping in your ear is apples to oranges. I would venture to guess that people who were in military experienced similar results.