I hate this place…
So I’ve been on Ft Lee, VA for over 6 weeks getting some additional training for my job. I don’t know what it is about this place, but I’m ready to leave. For the most part training has been going good, I lift every day of the week during lunch and Tuesday and Thursday morning I go to the gym for some extra lifting. Between the organized PT Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and all the lifting I’ve been doing, I’m actually doing two-a-days every day of the week. The weights have been looking good, been progressing rather well, and I’m able to keep the intensity levels really high. All in all, I would say my training is going wonderfully.
This morning I had to run a Physical Fitness Test for the first half of the year, and I have to say I’m doing better then when I first got here. Originally I did 14 pull-up, 100 crunches, and a 22:50 three mile run. This morning I did 17 pull-ups, 100 crunches, and a 20:19 three mile, so I am definately improving…makes me happy. I was pretty stoked about my PFT, until it came time for the weight in. In the past 6 weeks I have lost 7 pounds!!! What the hell is that all about? I really just don’t understand where all the food has gone. I can’t get any extra naps in before class and during lunch because I’m too busy eating. I’m getting tired of eating so much because I just move from one thing to another. I guess I’m just going to have to re-evaluate what I’m eating and what supplements I’m taking. And I think I’m going to have to try a gainer of some sort…glorious.
I guess I’ll just go back to hitting the weights hard again tomorrow morning.
