Gutiesc’s BodyBlog

This morning I got up and went to PT. As my lazy ass came up with some random ass PT session, I noticed the left side of my back hurt like I pulled a muscle. Next was the bicycles, the right side-back side of my hip was killing me! then we take off for a 5K, My left shin starts to act stupid! I’m messing around with my Ipod and notice my thumb is sore at the joint, almost painful. my right shoulder hurts like it needs to be popped but the more you try the more painful and stiff it gets.

WTF?!?!?!?!?!? I’m 22! this should be happening to all the old people! Then I thought back into my long Memorial day weekend. On Saturday, I went to the Golf Course driving range and missed a few balls that were supposed to be hit by my massive back swing. Then, when I was hanging out with my BF, I lost a pretty intense game of Thumb wars (don’t ask why I still play that game, just know that I do). As for my hip? I think it was when I went running in the back woods, got lost for 30 mins and ran like hell into pot holes, tree trunks, something gooey i couldn’t (and didn’t want to) identify.

SO, I got my appointment with my doctor on Friday which is probably too long but that’s the military for you. They hope you forget why you needed an appointment and then cancel when the time comes. Anyway, I’m going to take this week off…I haven’t rested in quite somet time. Let’s hope I don’t look like Kristie Alley when I get back into the gym…

I was a beast today. This morning, I went running because of PT. About 2.55 miles in 21 minutes. I was pacing myself because I knew I had a deadly run in the afternoon. I joined the cross country team on base and the deaded 5K UPHILL course was going down today. I consider myself a good runner but I CANNOT do uphill. I NEVER stop running unless it’s uphill. It’s my kryptonite. Well, today I geared up and went to the meet. Of course, not a lot of people showed up. I had never been on this trail before but in the whispers around me, I could hear even the best runners already complaining about icing their legs tonight. I just drowned out that noise and start playing my favorite IPod playlist.

 The horn goes off….

I’m pacing myself like a mother! About 9 min mile and people are flying by me. Usually this ticks me off because I have runners envy but not this time… Little hills were coming at me for about a mile (on extremely loose gravel…this is just stupid. If you are a runner, you know this is extremely dangerous).

2 mile mark…all down hill baby! But not the good kind. It was the "Holy shit, I better keep running or I’m going to face plant into this rock here" down hill.

2 1/4 mile mark… I look up and hill up hill. I BLAST my IPod and keep my pace. I’m passing people left and right. This hill is about a 30 - 40 % incline uphill for 3/4 of a mile! by the half mile my quads feel like they are self destructing. Literally tearing off my bones, acid being poured on them at a steady state. But something inside me just WOULD NOT let me stop. Trust me, I tried but my body was like "Oh F*** no we ain’t going to prolong this torture!"…so I just kept on going.

Next thing I know, theres the light at the end of the woods…THE FINISH LINE!!!! 26 mins! for a 3.2 mile race.

As I pass through the high fives, I politely proceed to some near by bushes to puke my guts out (it’s cool, it’s nothing but dry heaves which to me is even worse).

 Main point: I did a little more than a 5K in 26 minutes (my last record for a regular 5K is 27 mins) and it’s the first time in my life that I did not walk on an uphill…the longest uphill of my life and I hope not the last!  

I freaken pissed today. We are in exercise mode and I’ve been at work for going on now about 11 days in a row now. 0500-1800. Not so bad if I had a couple days break but I don’t…not the point. I had to train these augmentees (Reservists) to take care of the night shift Accountability portion. Well, as always, these douche bags never listen and didn’t do any work. I’m getting calls in the middle of the night (even though I just worked an "13 hr" day…more like 16) from these retards because they need help after i just spoon fed it to them and wrote it down with purple crayons and pretty pictures.

 It was only 1000 when I had already eaten 95% of my daily calorie allowance and I’m starving for more. I freak when I’m under stress and the get an incredible craving for food. So much that it took me twice as much time to do my daily work not to mention I have to take up the reservist slack. *For those of you who are civilian and have an brother, aunt, or pet dog enlisted in any kind of reserves and is currently putting their "life on the line" or "serving their country" for 2 days a freaken month and you are currently offended by my statements…yeah you guys can blow me. They are lazy asses who want Active Duty praise with a civilian-mentally attitude.

 Anyway, I forgot to give my commander the brief because a Colonel was asking (yet again) a F*cktard question, and I couldn’t answer that because I had my daily suspenses aside from the exercise BS that didn’t get done by those lazy, martini-drinking @$$holes (A.K.A. RESERVISTS!!!).

 I’m sure tomorrow i’ll be back in my Angel mode. It’s low carb day so we’ll see…

For those who are Active Duty (any branch), Thank you for nodding you head, laughing at this post and knowing exactly what i’m sqwaking about.

Coming up next…."Where does the common sense go when the rank goes from Sleeve to Collar?"

Until next time….