First Time At The Range

My inner explorer has always motivated me to try new things, learn new skills, visit new places and overcome new challenges. The feeling of trying a new activity which I know nothing about and then putting in the work to improve and hopefully become efficient one day is invigorating. Throughout the years I have periodically thought about shooting a gun for the first time. Although I wanted to experience something new and try something I knew nothing about, is just never became a priority. Well, with everything going on in the world I figured this is as a good a time as ever to give it a try.

Walking In

I’m not going to lie. I was a bit nervous walking in the front door. Not the kind of nervous that would put my shorts in danger but nervous enough to keep things interesting. That’s good because I didn’t bring a backup pair. My anxiety was rooted in the unknown but was overshadowed by my excitement. Although I did a ton research and watched a ton of youtube videos, I knew enough to know that I was about to experience something that wasn’t even close to anything I had experienced before. I was excited because I knew this would be a pivotal moment in my life and would change my perspective on certain topics. I was a bit anxious because I didn’t know what to expect from the gun or from myself. Ok. I admit it. There might have been a thought or two that crossed my mind involving me shooting a certain part of myself that wasn’t meant to be shot.