So I learned today that I have really allowed myself to become soft and weak. I may still wield close to god like strength and damage resistance, but I learned that I am incredibly slow and pondering compared to the past. I thought that all the running and preperation for MEPs and BCT was paying of. I will say it has distance wise. The problem is I lack the aerobic endurance to shift over from distance to sprinting back to distance andfucntion at an acceptable level. Sgt. Bart schooled me today in sprinting it was not even like you were close, mother fucker blew me out of the water. I kept up with him for the first 2 sprints. Then he proceeded to go what was a meandering pace to him, which was ok till I started to lock up from lactic acid build up. For the final couple 100yd sprints I suffered. On the last one Bart evoked somekind of speed I normally see only black people sprint at. Needless to say I was all close to disabled by then, when Sgt. Winegard ordered me to jog half a mile with him. I thought I was going to die. I was catastrophically winded from the sprints, which were ran with almsot no rest between sets. But I managed to keep pace which I am happy about, I just sounded like someone with adema while doing it. Needless to say I feel owned and am in awe that an out of shape guardsmen can perform like that. Makes me wonder what in shape is for him.
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