Once in a lifetime, my team gathers to celebrate a year full of survivals, 365 days of hard work, 12 months of friendship, a season of improvements and life in general.
We like fancy stuff so we always end up going to Laca Laca, which is mexican food so you’re allowed to eat with your hands (because at the end of the days we’re throwers, beasts in human form) but we also like it fancy, so we dress up to go to a restaurant inside the biggest mall in town.
I ordered a fried pork burrito with a michelada because that’s my usual order in Laca Laca. But also, we had a little “after party” which for us means “eating more” so, we went to Red Mango, where I ordered a nutella frozen yogurt with gingerbread cookies while I admire the Stark chain one of my teammates has.
The surprise was when one clown was mocking me because, apparently, I’m super serious and even though I tried to take a selfie, he just kept making funny faces and I lost it! My teammates made fun of me the whole week because of that clown.
I think Team Truck grew together, most of them started going to University, several changed jobs, others recovered from injuries, improved their personal best records or just became stronger, changed their bodies and kept going.
We all had a reason to celebrate that night but the best reason is we are a team for another year.