Deary deary me… I sat watching last night’s episode shivering at all the memories that came flooding back. I cannot even begin to describe what I went through with the Navy Seals… they were tough with a capital T.

They really turned up the heat with this one. Being with the Navy Seals was full on day and night, with or without the camera’s rolling. There was no forgiving because I was a girl(although I didn’t expect it) but this really was a man’s world that I was in.

I had to fight back the tears on many occasions(as quite clearly seen on the show last night) they are constantly in your face, swearing, shouting, hosing you with water, humiliating you and every wrong thing you do there is a punishment of more and more physical exercise. It just never ends…

I have no idea why a man would want to be a Navy Seal… I have never been spoken to like that by anyone…It’s just punishment after punishment, day and night, sleep deprivation all the way. Apparently this all adds to making you tough… Tough? try wearing 5 inch stilletto heels on a night out in London, chuck in some dancing for good measure, a walk on cobbles to get the bus home, and then sitting on the night bus back to Kingston for  an hour and a half whilst falling asleep on the passenger next to you’s shoulder… now that’s tough!!

Seriously…I was watching last night thinking how hard all that was… the Seals are properly out to cane you. I was most definately at my thresh hold mentally, although I did bounce back after the half marathon… and I kept going even though my body was in pain, I was aching so much, I could barely move.

The log lifting was ridiculous, I couldn’t even reach the log to be able to help hold it with the boys, because as soon as they lifted it up above their heads I could only jusy about touch it… we were doing thousands of press ups/ sit ups per day… running here, running there… get in the water, get out the water, chaffing trousers, freezing cold, tired, mentally drained, emotionally close to breaking down, physically wrecked, stupid fighting and I didn’t enjoy any of it one bit. Not even any part of being with the Navy Seals. In fact the best part was leaving.

However…  I took myself somewhere I have never been before. My body still kept going, because my mind was strong at the start(seriously after that 15 mile race, I could barely move, and we had been doing physical exercise all day before we had even started that race) I kept up with the boys… ok I was slower and not as physically strong, but in my eyes I learn’t the most.

I learn’t that you can really do anything you want to as long as you want it enough.

When the body gives up the mind can keep it going, no matter how exhausted you are feeling.

I feel privileged that I have had the experience with the Navy Seals… how many people can say that?. I didn’t agree with their bullying way, and had much more respect for the French Foreign Legion than the Seals.

The Navy Seals may have broken me, but in my eyes I am clearly a winner… no one can take away the experience of a lifetime from you, or the development of  your mental and emotional strength…

I started Unbreakable as a different person, and through all the experiences of the challenges, I have come out the other side as someone new , someone stronger than ever…….. and that to me is winning.

Bye for now x

PS  below is a video from a US documentary following ‘Class 234′ through the actual US Navy Seals Training.  This episode follows them through the greatest challenge which lies in Week 4 of Phase One. A grueling 5.5 days.  The continuous training ultimately determines who has the ability and mindset to endure.  This is the infamous ‘Hell Week’.