16 SEPT 2004
So, I intend to make additions to this blog weekly, at least. First I will go over my experiences thus far, for I have been in the ROTC program for a few weeks already.
My very first class ever was Physical Training (PT). I was at 6am on a Tuesday. The instructor had all of us fall into formation and then we had to find a buddy. The buddy you had would run the track once, and you would do sit ups or push-ups, then you would run the track and your buddy would do the exercise. This went on for a few minutes and then the rest of the time the instructor talked to us and that was about the whole day. Getting up at 5am hasn't been a problem for me yet, lets hope it stays that way.
The next class I had was Thursday, also PT, it was pretty much the same as the time before, except this time the had a ball game going on. This game was pretty strange, there were about 100 cadets in this small netted court and there were two soccer like goals at the end of each side. There were two volley balls thrown in and some sides were picked, but no way to discern who was on who's side. Anyway, the over all point of the game was to find fault, you couldn't walk with the ball in your hand and your feet couldn't leave the ground. If you looked like you weren't doing any thing, which several guys weren't, then you would get sent to the penalty box. There you would do push ups or what ever the guy told you to do. I was playing and was kind of bored, so I sent myself to the penalty box for doing nothing, I did a few Push-ups and stuff, then I came back in to the game. No sooner had I done so when I got sent back in to it for doing who knows what. It was a lot of fun. I got a kick out of the whole thing.
That same day I had my first round of classes at the detatchment. Since this was the first day, the classes where pretty simple. The teacher of the first class, Major Armistead, as200 did a short power point presentation and then had us go get weighed and height checked. That was it. Then the next class as100, was the exact same thing, so I had nothing' to do. It made me happy to know that all the officers already knew my name before the first day of class.
The next class of the day was leadership lab, we meet in the law building and some cadets and members of the cadre talk to us. Then we split up and got some simple overviews of proper saluting and marching, how to address a superior and things like that.
Other things that have happened. We ran stairs at PT, we played some basketball, which I hate, we did flutter kicks, we did an Indian run. That's where everybody jogs single file and the guy at the end sprints to the guy in the front, then they whole group rotates as they run around the tra ck, I got a kick out of that. Oh yeah, I remember the first day, I knew not to take it to seriously, but some kids, I think, put too much effort in to it. So much so tha the first day kids were throwing up and making themselves sick. The thing I try to do the most is just blend in, I don't intend to be the head of the pack, nor would I be at the end.
FTP officially started this week. We are required to be at "the green" at 6am Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday morning. FTP stands for, Field Training Preparation, since I am going to field training next summer, and I'm in bad shape, I need this class. It's harder than just normal PT, Here they push you harder to get the cadets better prepared for Field training. Preferably they want everyone in the top 10 percent of their flights when they get to Field training. I will try my best to do this. I doubt this only because of my age and how I feel physically when compared to others who are TONS better than me.
ok, I think that describes the past enough, one quick paragraph about today
I got up at 5, put on my PT clothes and left about 5:30am, I usually don't eat before I go to FTP. Today the whole group got split up in to two. One group had to do Push-ups and stuff and the other group went to go run, well, we sprinted a lap and then rested for a minute. And then sprinted another lap. I'll tell yah, I can run 5 miles, but sprinting is not something I'm used to doing. It kicked my but. Earlier this week, on Tuesday they had us do flutter kicks, and that works your abs like crazy, I was already sore and hurting before today, but today we had to do them more and it was tough. There better be some gain from this pain. The Classes today were okay, were still just covering basic stuff. Leadership lab they taught us more cadence and marching moves, were not that good yet, well were probably downright terrible, but everyone in the group helps each other out and its not so bad. We also, at lead lab had some self defense training, it was fun, some guy told us how to elbow someone in the face and then ram our knees in to chest, it was pretty cool. Today was also the first day that I got to wear BDUs, I spent an hour last night ironing them and polishing my boots and they are still now where near where they should be, although my hat looks pretty nice.
okokok, I'm out.
My very first class ever was Physical Training (PT). I was at 6am on a Tuesday. The instructor had all of us fall into formation and then we had to find a buddy. The buddy you had would run the track once, and you would do sit ups or push-ups, then you would run the track and your buddy would do the exercise. This went on for a few minutes and then the rest of the time the instructor talked to us and that was about the whole day. Getting up at 5am hasn't been a problem for me yet, lets hope it stays that way.
The next class I had was Thursday, also PT, it was pretty much the same as the time before, except this time the had a ball game going on. This game was pretty strange, there were about 100 cadets in this small netted court and there were two soccer like goals at the end of each side. There were two volley balls thrown in and some sides were picked, but no way to discern who was on who's side. Anyway, the over all point of the game was to find fault, you couldn't walk with the ball in your hand and your feet couldn't leave the ground. If you looked like you weren't doing any thing, which several guys weren't, then you would get sent to the penalty box. There you would do push ups or what ever the guy told you to do. I was playing and was kind of bored, so I sent myself to the penalty box for doing nothing, I did a few Push-ups and stuff, then I came back in to the game. No sooner had I done so when I got sent back in to it for doing who knows what. It was a lot of fun. I got a kick out of the whole thing.
That same day I had my first round of classes at the detatchment. Since this was the first day, the classes where pretty simple. The teacher of the first class, Major Armistead, as200 did a short power point presentation and then had us go get weighed and height checked. That was it. Then the next class as100, was the exact same thing, so I had nothing' to do. It made me happy to know that all the officers already knew my name before the first day of class.
The next class of the day was leadership lab, we meet in the law building and some cadets and members of the cadre talk to us. Then we split up and got some simple overviews of proper saluting and marching, how to address a superior and things like that.
Other things that have happened. We ran stairs at PT, we played some basketball, which I hate, we did flutter kicks, we did an Indian run. That's where everybody jogs single file and the guy at the end sprints to the guy in the front, then they whole group rotates as they run around the tra ck, I got a kick out of that. Oh yeah, I remember the first day, I knew not to take it to seriously, but some kids, I think, put too much effort in to it. So much so tha the first day kids were throwing up and making themselves sick. The thing I try to do the most is just blend in, I don't intend to be the head of the pack, nor would I be at the end.
FTP officially started this week. We are required to be at "the green" at 6am Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday morning. FTP stands for, Field Training Preparation, since I am going to field training next summer, and I'm in bad shape, I need this class. It's harder than just normal PT, Here they push you harder to get the cadets better prepared for Field training. Preferably they want everyone in the top 10 percent of their flights when they get to Field training. I will try my best to do this. I doubt this only because of my age and how I feel physically when compared to others who are TONS better than me.
ok, I think that describes the past enough, one quick paragraph about today
I got up at 5, put on my PT clothes and left about 5:30am, I usually don't eat before I go to FTP. Today the whole group got split up in to two. One group had to do Push-ups and stuff and the other group went to go run, well, we sprinted a lap and then rested for a minute. And then sprinted another lap. I'll tell yah, I can run 5 miles, but sprinting is not something I'm used to doing. It kicked my but. Earlier this week, on Tuesday they had us do flutter kicks, and that works your abs like crazy, I was already sore and hurting before today, but today we had to do them more and it was tough. There better be some gain from this pain. The Classes today were okay, were still just covering basic stuff. Leadership lab they taught us more cadence and marching moves, were not that good yet, well were probably downright terrible, but everyone in the group helps each other out and its not so bad. We also, at lead lab had some self defense training, it was fun, some guy told us how to elbow someone in the face and then ram our knees in to chest, it was pretty cool. Today was also the first day that I got to wear BDUs, I spent an hour last night ironing them and polishing my boots and they are still now where near where they should be, although my hat looks pretty nice.
okokok, I'm out.
posted by bigdrop | 16:28
1 Comments:
like tumbler and tipsy days hopefully we will remain in high spirits. well, good day
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