PT test

Tuesday was the first PT test that I actually went to. There are two tests you can do, the 1-1-1 and the 2-2-2. I did the 1-1-1. It's 1 minute of push-ups, 1 minute of sit-ups, and a one mile run. I have to be able to do 3 push-ups, 17 sit-ups, and the mile in under 10:30. I did 20 push-ups, 23 sit-ups, and the mile in 10:25. Yay!

And then my shin-splints that been growing more painful became terrible. After I taught lessons I raced our manager to see who would swim at Lifeguard Olympics, then my leg hurt even more! When I went and worked at Carson a few minutes later, I almost cried during the whole shift. I talked to a trainer, and now worry that my leg will break in the near future. Or that it already has an incomplete stress fracture. I'm choosing to believe that it hasn't fractured yet.

PT=physical training

After the first one a few weeks ago, my legs were so sore I could hardly walk for almost a week. The next week we ran. A lot. it was exhausting, but that's it.

I don't remember the next couple, I wasn't there for at least one.

This week, we started doing it in the mornings so that we won't pass out and have to call EMS. We ran. Significantly more than the last time I ran. I learned never to eat within two hours of running for that long. I also decided that I need to learn to throw up on command before I leave for Basic. And I believe that I may have injured my right I.T. Band, as it hurts.

hmm

At Future Soldier on Thursday, we learned first aid. SFC Soroka taught, even though it was SSG Meadows' turn. I knew pretty much everything already. About halfway through, Soroka finally said, "Female, stop answering!" It was funny.

Also, two soldiers who just finished AIT were there. They went to Basic at different times I think, but they went to the same place. Not Ft. Jackson so I don't remember where. We asked them some questions, my feelings on Basic still haven't changed. I must keep everything internal; pain, amusement, self-pity, stupid questions, manners, laughter... the works. At least in front of the Drill Sergeants.

The one thing that surprised me was that the Drill Sergeants will hit you if you give them a reason. The girl who was there said that she never saw anyone get hit, but every once in a while the Sergeants would take a kid in their office and you could hear it as you walked past. The guy said that he only ever saw one person get hit. She fired a round into the ground next to the Drill Sergeant's foot by accident. He kicked her in the shoulder/chest, and broke her clavicle and three ribs. She had to be sent home.

After our little question session, Soroka asked if anyone was terrified to go. One of the infantry boys raised his hand. Soroka: "You're all liars! I know every one of you is f***ing freaked!" Really though, I'm not. I'm still pretty stoked, the only difference is that the novelty of the idea is beginning to wear off. And the whole waiting for summer to end thing is already old. That's really all that's changed.