6 OCTI love a battalion run. That’s when everyone here at Camp McCrady runs in formation for several miles. Sure it’s great exercise, but it’s the songs I love the most. “When my Grandma was 92, she did PT better than you. When my Grandma was 93, she did PT better than me.”
It’s here I have also made the decision to sell my 1965 Ford Mustang. I now want to buy an Up-Armored HUMVEE. Today we began convoy training and my team of four took turns driving and riding in every position. While my Mustang has plenty of horsepower, you felt totally invincible driving that 2,000 pound beast. Unfortunately, I don’t think it would fit in the spare garage.
It’s also amazing to see I’m actually getting used to carrying all this body armor. The 60-plus pounds of weight don’t feel as heavy anymore. I guess it’s better to get used to it here than when I have boots on the ground in Afghanistan.
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