Physical Training

 

In the military, soldiers do daily PT (exercise).  This usually includes stretching, cal-esthetics and aerobic training such as running.

 

Until now (meaning my whole life), I have done none.  My friend Steve says, “Danny’s good at everything, except sports”

 

Unfortunately he is correct.

 

Well, now is the time to change all that.  Wouldn’t it be grand to return home all buff and cut.  Have a real six pack and large biceps.  Everyone would be so impressed!

 

Okay…So here went my start.

 

The key to any successful undertaking is imagining yourself actually performing the actions.  Visualizing the procedure.  Making certain that mind, as well as body, is fully prepared for the task at hand.

 

So I began last night.  I sat on my balcony drinking my soda-pop and smoking a cigar, and I visualized my self running the circumference of the grounds below.

 

I had seen two well-defined soldiers running at a moderate pace, earlier along the same street below my balcony, and I imagined myself running with them.  I visualized my black running shorts, my grey ARMY logo tee-shirt, a graceful stride and a steady breathing pattern as I ran alongside the two.  First one lap around the campus, then a second, and completed with a cool-down lap at a fast walk.

 

Then something dawned upon me.  I’m a realist, not an optimist!  Who was I kidding!?!

 

Rewind…

 

The real visualization goes something like this:

 

It starts with my standing at the base of my tower looking down the long, vast stretch of endless road that might as well circumnavigate the Pacific ocean, let alone our FOB.  Then, short of breath before I even begin, I start off.  The first 100 meters are inspiring…Almost as if, I might just make it this time.  The breathing is okay, my shins don’t hurt, and the shoes fit just right.

 

At meter 150 however, that pain begins.  That tight, acid-like one that runs up and down the bones in my lower legs.  At that point I tell myself, “lactic acid…it will go away…just a little further…maybe to that far off sign…and then, maybe, I’ll walk for just a second and then resume my pace.”

 

A meter or two later the signpost (my current goal) seems just a wee bit optimistic, “Perhaps something closer…Perhaps the sign that I am passing right now!”

 

“Yeah, that seems good.  I’ll just walk a second; let the pain subside, and continue on.”

 

“Maybe I need a few more seconds of walking”

 

“Okay, now I’ll run again”

 

“Well, maybe I’ll run when I get to the next corner.”

 

“No, this corner isn’t good.  I need a straight-away.  There is one on the other side of the FOB.  I’ll resume running when I get there.”

 

“Oh look, I’m back at my tower.  Well one lap was a good start, considering that I’m not in shape and all.”

 

“I’ll try again tomorrow…”

 

Boy, that visualization took a lot out of me.  Good thing I didn’t do it for real.

 

Cigar anyone?

 

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