HaRDCoRe aND CuTe!

So…my dumbass considered a three wise men one shot…not three…so when I was trying to figure out why I felt like ass today, I didn’t think I drank that much…whoops. I had *at least* three wise men…in addition to some tequilla, a lot of ameretto sours, and who knows what else…I had fun though, and that’s the important part, right?

Rightttt…and that’s why today, my vomit count is up to 5 and still rising…I think it’s a mix of all the alcohol and the nerves…tomorrow is d-day when I head to Ft. Leonard Wood…I don’t know if I’ve said it at all, which is really rude and I was raised better, but I completely appreciate all the support and encouragement my bb.com friends have given me…I know I’ll be fine (Hell, I’ll be better than fine. I’ll be fan-effin-tastic!) but it’s a whole new world to me and there are a lot of things I worry about. I’m worried about Robert, a lot. More than I should be, I think. He only has about five months left over there…and then he comes back to me, to start us. That’s my light at the end of this tunnel - I’ll be a Soldier marrying the love of my life…yay!

…just breathe, Chelsea. BREATHE!

Went to the gym and hopped on the spin bike. Put in a reggaeton CD and peddled my li’l heart out for 60 minutes…then hit the treadmill for ~15 minutes…only problem is my knee. It’s been giving me problems on and off ever since I hurt my ankle at the BP Academy last November. It’s gotten worse this summer, and I’m not quite sure why…luckily, it doesn’t bug me when I run or workout…but it does bug me when I get in certain positions, either sitting or laying down…it stiffens up and seems like it’s out of alignment…sometimes it kinda pops. And walking up and down stairs has been a pain in my tuckus today…I’m just hoping it holds out for BCT/AIT…I’ll be without my beloved Animal Flex, which does help a bit…*sigh*

So…it’s Friday night and I’m chillin’ at home, looking at the mess I still have to organize and pack up…oh well…tomorrow night, I’m going out and enjoying myself…I’ve decided once I’m in, no more drinking. From what I’ve heard, it never leads to any good in the military! I don’t want to gain a reputation…especially as a female Soldier.

I spent some time today talking with my ‘wedding planner.’ She’s really my best friend’s (and maid of honor!) mother and has known me since I was yay-big. This is going to be one of the most frustrating things - planning a wedding while trying to get through Basic and AIT. I’ve got a lot on my plate for the next 5 months…Robert in Iraq…me in FLW…and a wedding on the horizon…I’m hoping all three will distract me from, well, all three…*sigh*

Okay, so I said I would probably write every day, but, obviously, I haven’t. Had some ups and downs the past few days. Still scared and nervous and all that crap…more so the closer I get…had some issues with the fiance, but we got that all settled and are much better because of it…speaking of fiance…:

Anyway, there really isn’t much more that’s changed since the last time I wrote…my room is a complete mess from trying to get it together…gah!!

Gah. People keep asking if I’m ready. "No, I’m scared!" Then I remember what one of my Marine buddies (not you, Rob!) told me - "If you aren’t scared, you aren’t ready!" I keep having mini-anxiety attacks…like, 2-3 minutes where I freak out about what I’m about to embark on…then it goes way…and comes back…and goes away…I told someone it was like HIIT for my brain! I just want to be the best damned Soldier. Not even the best damned Soldier *I* can be…but *THE* best.

I also started my seven day cleanse. I figured I won’t get my supps at basic, so it’s best to get them outta my system ASAP! It sucks because I could sure use some of them to pick me up at the gym…I’m using a product from Renew Life called the Seven Day Rapid Cleanse. Lemme tell you what! The powder that’s in there does not mix. I had to swallow a chunk of fiber crap…gah…it was like a wet cotton ball!! Oh well…

I’ll probably be posting every day this week…just to give myself an outlet for my thoughts…no more days missed at the gym either - NOW IS NOT THE TIME!! I’ve been in such a funk (BCT, fiance in Iraq, etc etc) that I haven’t had the motivation to get a decent workout it…and I think I’m making myself sick…I was talking to my old boss in the gym yesterday and had to run to the bathroom because I got extremely nauseous all of a sudden. Yuck!! Oh well…

So, I was on a military.com forum, reading about basic and all that jazz…and it hit me. I’m about to spend five months getting my ass handed to me…I’m freaking out…what the heck did I do!?!? Omg, what if I can’t keep up with the PT!? What if I royally screw something up!?! Wow…seriously. What the heck!? I was too busy worrying over the boy that I forgot to worry about me!! I don’t wanna be one of the soldiers that squeaks by and graduates. I want to be on top. *sigh* Crap.

…I went for a ‘run.’ It did not go so well. In fact, I hesitate to use the verb ‘run.’ Even jog is pushing it. I started off nice and swiftly…then burned out…and started again…and burned out…catching a pattern? Did that for about four miles…maybe I’m (re)starting off with too many miles? I spend damn near two hours in the gym this morning (60 minutes cardio, 45 minutes back workout) and walked out feeling like I had plenty left in the tank…wtf? I used to love running…I have like, 20 days to recapture that love…wish me luck!! =(

Not sure why…not pregnant (they woulda told me when I enlisted)…I think it’s just nerves and stress…fiance heads out today/tomorrow for Iraq…I leave at the end of the month for BCT…things are just crazy…I trained Sunday (back) and Monday (chest) and plan on going running tonight when it gets cooler (and darker!). I’m nervous because my knee has been bugging me for a few weeks…I don’t want to hurt myself further, but I also don’t want to detrain and show up to BCT in crappy shape…it’s bad enough that I can hardly eat…! Blah…Is it April yet?

October 27, 2008. That’s when I head out to Basic Combat Training for the Army. I enlisted on Friday. Heading to Ft. Lost-in-the-Woods, MO (AKA - Ft. Leonard Wood) for MP training. About 21 weeks of training and a projected graduation date of early April. That’s a good thing because the fiance comes back from Iraq in March and told me he’ll be at my graduation - in uniform! =D

Anyway…it was kinda cool…ya see, the Army has this program that if you’re over their max body fat (32% for females) but under another max (36% for females) you can take what they call an ARMS test (Assessment of Recruit Motivation and Strength) which consists of a 5-minute step test and the ability to do a certain number of push-ups (I think it’s 5 for females - what a joke)…well, my recruiter and I were planning on me having to do that since I haven’t ever been able to get my BF under 32%…but, guess what! I did! I called my recruiter and I was like, "Um, Sarn’t, they won’t let me do the ARMS test…" and he was freaking out…"WHAT?! Why not!?!" "Well, I guess if you’re under 32%, they don’t make you…" "How the hell did you manage that!? You’ve NEVER been under 32!!" So, it was nice…I was impressed with myself…

Now I have about a month to keep working on my run and stuff…push-ups and sit-ups aren’t that big of a deal for me, but I would like to be to max both on an APFT since I know my run is gonna SUCK. Ah well…

29 days and counting…hooah. =D

September 19, 2009. That’s the day my fiance and I decided on…yay! Little more than a year…

*****UPDATE*****

Well, since I’ll be done with my training in the spring, instead of an unknown date, my fiance and I have decided to get married right after my graduation in April!