August 29, 2016
Not fitness related….. Life related. You may have already saw this on my Facebook page…….
Chyna and I moved onto our court in Union City in April of 2015. We were the newbies, as the other 5 houses on the court all had residents that had lived there forever. The family on the corner was really cool: a dad, mom, son and daughter. The daughter just graduated high school last year and is always hanging out with mom. The son graduated high school a few years back. One of my co-workers at the PD was his football coach when he attended my alma mater high school, Moreau Catholic. He was a union ironworker who set up and dismantled cranes at high rise construction sites in San Francisco. Made good money, but for the time, chose to still live at home with sis and parents. He and his dad were so close. When not working, I would always see them together working on their Harleys or cars. They went hunting together. The kid had such a great work ethic and he was so damn nice. The family was obviously very, very close.
On Friday morning, dad approached me as I was outside my home on my driveway. I could see that he was shaken and visibly teary eyed. He asked me if I had heard the news. I knew right then that something horrible had happened. Sometime earlier Friday morning, his son was driving home on Highway 880 after working an extra long shift. It is believed he fell asleep at the wheel and struck the guardrail. His truck went off the freeway and ended up in a canal.
The cool, hard-working young man from this wonderful family died at the scene of the collision. Dad cried as he told me how many times he constantly reminded his son to just sleep at the yard after long shifts. I was in shock. I didn’t even know what to say. I put my hand on dad’s shoulder as he leaned on my fence. I said something to try and comfort him, but I don’t even remember what I said.
I’ve been police officer for 16 years. I’ve seen more death than I care to remember. I’ve seen people breathe their last few breaths of life right in front of me. I’m cold to it. It doesn’t make me lose sleep at night. But this…. This young wonderful man’s passing rocked me like no other. As Chyna and I talked about it later in the day, we both cried. Life is so unfair and sometimes so cruel.
And that’s just it. Life is unfair and cruel. It knows no race or religion. Life doesn’t care if you are a sinner or a saint. One day you are walking the earth and in a split second you are snatched from it. So what’s the point of this story? Look in the mirror. Are you happy with your life? Do you have regrets? Are you holding back on doing something today because there is always tomorrow? Are you the person you envisioned you would grow up to be or the person your parents wanted you to grow up to be? DON’T WAIT FOR TOMORROW!!!
Rest In Peace, Dominic. One thing I do know. You lived a short but awesome life. Your family is proud of the life you lived and the man you had become. If I had a son, I would want him to be just like you.
- 6×2 Push Jerk (lift every 1:30)
Complete the following for time:
- 400m Run
- 20 Push Jerks (55-60% of 2RM)
- 20 Pull-ups
- 200m Run
- 15 Push Jerks
- 15 Pull-ups
- 100m Run
- 10 Push Jerks
- 10 Pull-ups
*16 minute time cap.
- 5×5 Sumo Deadlift
Complete 4 rounds for time of:
- 5 Box Jumps (M:30″/W:24″)
- 10 Kettlebell Sumo Deadlifts (M:53#/W:35#)
- 10 Kettlebell Sumo Deadlift High Pulls (M:53#/W:35#)
- 40 Double Unders
*Rest one minute between rounds. 15 minute time cap.