Hannah Montana, "Just Like You" (I am so embarrassed to have this as an iThink mantra.)
WX at 1100: 75.0 (23.9) 53.1 (11.7) 30.11 (1019) WSW 12 sunny RH 47
Odometer B1: 8.0mi
Z2-3.
First substantive PT in a WEEK! Now that the PT test is done, I can concentrate on roadmarching...and maybe some weight loss as well.
I had the Princess in a Baby Jogger II, so I was pushing almost the same amount as I was rucking. Yay.
It's progress. Can't say no to that.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.86 13:38 13:38 15:56 15:56 0.86
0.73 26:10 12:32 17:10 16:30 1.59
0.98 42:15 16:05 16:21 16:26 2.57
0.78 54:57 12:42 16:17 16:24 3.35
0.65 66:12 11:15 17:18 16:33 4.00
Sunday, April 29, 2007
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Record APFT, 282 points, Fort Leavenworth, KS
Morrissey, "You're the One For Me, Fatty"
WX at 1000: 69.1 (20.6) DP 46.0 (7.8) BP 30.07 (1018) S 18 clear RH 44
Odometer 4: 54.4mi
Z4.
Slowest PT test I've ever run, again. The goal was to exceed 70 points, which I did. This is fucking pathetic. I did remark on the windspeed this morning, so that probably had something to do with it also.
My single parenting has destroyed my running, and today was testament to that destruction. I can pass the PT test. I can max, with comparative ease, the first two events, so that has not changed, much.
I find it ultimately ironic that the event that should be my weakest (push-ups, which is supposed to measure upper-body strength) is by far and away my strongest. The event on which I work the most is the one by far and away my weakest. What the fuck?
15:22, holy fucking shit.
Still, the standard is 180. I exceeded 60 points in every event, and I really have no pride in results, so fuck it. I passed, that's the only thing that matters.
Splits
Pushups: 78 in 1:01 (voluntary stop)
Situps: 78 in 1:42 (voluntary stop)
2 Mile Run:
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
1.00 07:23 07:23 07:23 07:23 1.00
1.00 15:22 07:59 07:59 07:41 2.00
WX at 1000: 69.1 (20.6) DP 46.0 (7.8) BP 30.07 (1018) S 18 clear RH 44
Odometer 4: 54.4mi
Z4.
Slowest PT test I've ever run, again. The goal was to exceed 70 points, which I did. This is fucking pathetic. I did remark on the windspeed this morning, so that probably had something to do with it also.
My single parenting has destroyed my running, and today was testament to that destruction. I can pass the PT test. I can max, with comparative ease, the first two events, so that has not changed, much.
I find it ultimately ironic that the event that should be my weakest (push-ups, which is supposed to measure upper-body strength) is by far and away my strongest. The event on which I work the most is the one by far and away my weakest. What the fuck?
15:22, holy fucking shit.
Still, the standard is 180. I exceeded 60 points in every event, and I really have no pride in results, so fuck it. I passed, that's the only thing that matters.
Splits
Pushups: 78 in 1:01 (voluntary stop)
Situps: 78 in 1:42 (voluntary stop)
2 Mile Run:
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
1.00 07:23 07:23 07:23 07:23 1.00
1.00 15:22 07:59 07:59 07:41 2.00
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The Coolest Thing Ever
I got into a lot of trouble, when I was a captain, for quoting John Boyd. I guess my brigade commander at the time didn't like what I had to say.
In return, I've turned into one of Boyd's biggest disciples. Those who have been sitting in classes with me have had Boyd crammed down their throat on at least one or two occasions, by yours truly.
So, when I found out there was an OODA Loop at Maxwell AFB, I had to find a photo.
An interesting tribute to a guy who was persona non grata in the Air Force for so long.
In return, I've turned into one of Boyd's biggest disciples. Those who have been sitting in classes with me have had Boyd crammed down their throat on at least one or two occasions, by yours truly.
So, when I found out there was an OODA Loop at Maxwell AFB, I had to find a photo.
An interesting tribute to a guy who was persona non grata in the Air Force for so long.
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Tuesday, April 17, 2007
3.7mi, 32:23, 17 APR 07, Fort Leavenworth KS
Trey Parker, "America, Fuck Yeah"
Random background music from some military instructional videos
WX at 1400: 70.0 (21.1) DP 41.0 (5.0) BP 29.9 (1012) SSE 8 overcast RH 34
Odometer 3: 262.0mi
Z3.
The weather was as good as it's been, ever, for an easy run.
I probably should be doing an easier taper, but I'm trying to get at least a little easy work in to offset the utter lack of training I've done in the last month.
The last few years, my physical fitness test scores have been in the 295 or so out of 300. This year, I think I'll be exceedingly thankful to get a 270. The lack of running has been that devastating.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.86 07:15 07:15 08:28 08:28 0.86
0.73 13:47 06:32 08:57 08:41 1.59
1.01 22:46 08:59 08:52 08:45 2.60
0.83 29:59 07:13 08:42 08:44 3.43
0.27 32:23 02:24 08:53 08:45 3.70
Random background music from some military instructional videos
WX at 1400: 70.0 (21.1) DP 41.0 (5.0) BP 29.9 (1012) SSE 8 overcast RH 34
Odometer 3: 262.0mi
Z3.
The weather was as good as it's been, ever, for an easy run.
I probably should be doing an easier taper, but I'm trying to get at least a little easy work in to offset the utter lack of training I've done in the last month.
The last few years, my physical fitness test scores have been in the 295 or so out of 300. This year, I think I'll be exceedingly thankful to get a 270. The lack of running has been that devastating.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.86 07:15 07:15 08:28 08:28 0.86
0.73 13:47 06:32 08:57 08:41 1.59
1.01 22:46 08:59 08:52 08:45 2.60
0.83 29:59 07:13 08:42 08:44 3.43
0.27 32:23 02:24 08:53 08:45 3.70
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Monday, April 16, 2007
3.7mi, 31:13, 16 APR 07, Fort Leavenworth KS
Chris Cornell, "You Know My Name"
WX at 0700: 44.1 (6.7) DP 33.1 (0.6) BP 30.15 (1020) SSW 6 clear RH 65
Odometer 4: 50.4mi
Z3-4.
I took the entire weekend off starting Friday. My parents were in town and I was flying solo with the Princess and Sledgehammer. For a variety of reasons, Household6 and I are going along separate, but probably eventually convergent paths. Life is eventful.
A surprisingly fast start led to positive splits during the entire run. I should've known better.
Still, I needed to finish fast, so I started fast. The other contributor to positive splits was a growing realization that I needed to get to a latrine Real Soon Now. That never helps.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.86 06:42 06:42 07:50 07:50 0.86
0.73 12:50 06:08 08:24 08:05 1.59
0.98 21:15 08:25 08:34 08:16 2.57
0.86 28:50 07:35 08:48 08:24 3.43
0.27 31:13 02:23 08:50 08:26 3.70
WX at 0700: 44.1 (6.7) DP 33.1 (0.6) BP 30.15 (1020) SSW 6 clear RH 65
Odometer 4: 50.4mi
Z3-4.
I took the entire weekend off starting Friday. My parents were in town and I was flying solo with the Princess and Sledgehammer. For a variety of reasons, Household6 and I are going along separate, but probably eventually convergent paths. Life is eventful.
A surprisingly fast start led to positive splits during the entire run. I should've known better.
Still, I needed to finish fast, so I started fast. The other contributor to positive splits was a growing realization that I needed to get to a latrine Real Soon Now. That never helps.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.86 06:42 06:42 07:50 07:50 0.86
0.73 12:50 06:08 08:24 08:05 1.59
0.98 21:15 08:25 08:34 08:16 2.57
0.86 28:50 07:35 08:48 08:24 3.43
0.27 31:13 02:23 08:50 08:26 3.70
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Thursday, April 12, 2007
3.0mi, 28:05, 12 APR 07, Tampa FL
No iThink- all conversation this morning.
WX at 0700 at KTPA: 70.2 (21.2) DP 68.4 (20.2) BP 29.9 (1012) S 7 mostly cloudy RH 94
Odometer 3: 258.3mi
Z2.
Nothing fancy, nothing fast. I was feel most definitely slow after a lot of beer last night and some pointed professional discussion with a bunch of my friends and classmates at SAMS.
I may not run tomorrow; I have an early plane flight. If I do I have to wake up very, very early.
This is probably a good taper for my PT test next week, though. Slow first lap was from a long break at an intersection when I forgot to stop the clock.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.25 03:16 03:16 13:04 13:04 0.25
1.59 17:22 14:06 08:52 09:26 1.84
0.15 18:38 01:16 08:37 09:23 1.99
1.04 28:05 09:27 09:06 09:17 3.03
WX at 0700 at KTPA: 70.2 (21.2) DP 68.4 (20.2) BP 29.9 (1012) S 7 mostly cloudy RH 94
Odometer 3: 258.3mi
Z2.
Nothing fancy, nothing fast. I was feel most definitely slow after a lot of beer last night and some pointed professional discussion with a bunch of my friends and classmates at SAMS.
I may not run tomorrow; I have an early plane flight. If I do I have to wake up very, very early.
This is probably a good taper for my PT test next week, though. Slow first lap was from a long break at an intersection when I forgot to stop the clock.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.25 03:16 03:16 13:04 13:04 0.25
1.59 17:22 14:06 08:52 09:26 1.84
0.15 18:38 01:16 08:37 09:23 1.99
1.04 28:05 09:27 09:06 09:17 3.03
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Wednesday, April 11, 2007
4.5mi, 39:21, 11 APR 07, Tampa FL
Bear McCreary, "The Shape of Things to Come"
Bear McCreary, "All Along the Watchtower"
WX at 0700 at KTPA: 64 (18) DP 62 (17) BP 29.82 (1009) NNE 3 mist RH 93
Odometer 3: 254.3mi
Z3.
Nothing fancy, and my legs were dead. I did drink a little more beer last night than usual, which is kind of routine for temporary duty. No big deal, but I was going to run it out, and that largely happened. It's damned humid here in Tampa, but it was raining cats and dogs yesterday and it's been a while since I've run in 60-some degree weather.
I may also be feeling Sunday's intervals.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.22 02:05 02:05 09:28 09:28 0.22
1.35 13:58 11:53 08:48 08:54 1.57
1.35 25:53 11:55 08:50 08:52 2.92
1.35 37:28 11:35 08:35 08:46 4.27
0.22 39:21 01:53 08:34 08:46 4.49
Bear McCreary, "All Along the Watchtower"
WX at 0700 at KTPA: 64 (18) DP 62 (17) BP 29.82 (1009) NNE 3 mist RH 93
Odometer 3: 254.3mi
Z3.
Nothing fancy, and my legs were dead. I did drink a little more beer last night than usual, which is kind of routine for temporary duty. No big deal, but I was going to run it out, and that largely happened. It's damned humid here in Tampa, but it was raining cats and dogs yesterday and it's been a while since I've run in 60-some degree weather.
I may also be feeling Sunday's intervals.
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.22 02:05 02:05 09:28 09:28 0.22
1.35 13:58 11:53 08:48 08:54 1.57
1.35 25:53 11:55 08:50 08:52 2.92
1.35 37:28 11:35 08:35 08:46 4.27
0.22 39:21 01:53 08:34 08:46 4.49
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Tuesday, April 10, 2007
Another lost friend
Captain Jon Grassbaugh, a 2003 Johns Hopkins graduate, died three days ago of an IED strike in Iraq.
I'm sure more details will shake out; the official casualty report will probably go out later today.
This is another sad instance of someone now lost for who I'd like to think I had some, however small, influence. He and I had talked about the nature of life in the 82d Airborne as an armor officer, a commonality which he and I had once shared, although at different times. He and I were both members of the Pershing Rifles military honor society during our years at Hopkins, which was how I ended up meeting him in the first place.
Jon is the second person I've found out about in the last four days who has died in Diyala Province, an area for which I had some nominal planning responsibility when I was in Iraq a year ago as a division strategic planner.
Some errata: Jon graduated from Hopkins in 2003, not 2002. I hadn 't realized he was regimentally affiliated to the 7th Cavalry, an organization whose history I actually know well...having been a member once.
I wonder, from time to time, if he stuck out at Philips Exeter Academy because he contemplated joining the military...something which I don't really associate with the prep school crowd. It was certainly the exception rather than the rule in the Virginia prep school I attended for twelve years.
On the web:
The New Hampshire Union-Leader
The Johns Hopkins Gazette
I'm sure more details will shake out; the official casualty report will probably go out later today.
This is another sad instance of someone now lost for who I'd like to think I had some, however small, influence. He and I had talked about the nature of life in the 82d Airborne as an armor officer, a commonality which he and I had once shared, although at different times. He and I were both members of the Pershing Rifles military honor society during our years at Hopkins, which was how I ended up meeting him in the first place.
Jon is the second person I've found out about in the last four days who has died in Diyala Province, an area for which I had some nominal planning responsibility when I was in Iraq a year ago as a division strategic planner.
Some errata: Jon graduated from Hopkins in 2003, not 2002. I hadn 't realized he was regimentally affiliated to the 7th Cavalry, an organization whose history I actually know well...having been a member once.
I wonder, from time to time, if he stuck out at Philips Exeter Academy because he contemplated joining the military...something which I don't really associate with the prep school crowd. It was certainly the exception rather than the rule in the Virginia prep school I attended for twelve years.
On the web:
The New Hampshire Union-Leader
The Johns Hopkins Gazette
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Monday, April 09, 2007
5.5mi including 8x407 intervals, 9 APR 07, Fort Leavenworth KS
The Connells, "Fun & Games"
that dog., "Retreat From The Sun"
WX at 0700: 30.0 (-1.1) DP 18.0 (-7.8) BP 30.07 (1018) SSE 6 overcast RH 60 WC 23 (-5)
Odometer 4: 46.7mi
Z4 high intervals, Z1 finishing wog.
407m intervals come from running in lane 2 the entire time; better to run slower intervals than to run faster ones for length of distance. This will be better when I actually do the distance for record.
First interval work in a long, long time. These splits are really not promising, but they're better than nothing else at all.
I found that I could reasonably hold 104 seconds/lap and not completely kill myself - it was when I started speeding up to 100/lap that the rest times started going noticeably longer.
By lap 8, I was pretty well done.
I took about 20 minutes of wogging (to expend lactic acid buildup) afterwards, so I'll estimate that at about 2 miles or so.
Splits (split/rest)
1: 104/78
2: 102/89
3: 104/98
4: 100/97
5: 105/107
6: 104/102
7: 100/95
8: 107/123
that dog., "Retreat From The Sun"
WX at 0700: 30.0 (-1.1) DP 18.0 (-7.8) BP 30.07 (1018) SSE 6 overcast RH 60 WC 23 (-5)
Odometer 4: 46.7mi
Z4 high intervals, Z1 finishing wog.
407m intervals come from running in lane 2 the entire time; better to run slower intervals than to run faster ones for length of distance. This will be better when I actually do the distance for record.
First interval work in a long, long time. These splits are really not promising, but they're better than nothing else at all.
I found that I could reasonably hold 104 seconds/lap and not completely kill myself - it was when I started speeding up to 100/lap that the rest times started going noticeably longer.
By lap 8, I was pretty well done.
I took about 20 minutes of wogging (to expend lactic acid buildup) afterwards, so I'll estimate that at about 2 miles or so.
Splits (split/rest)
1: 104/78
2: 102/89
3: 104/98
4: 100/97
5: 105/107
6: 104/102
7: 100/95
8: 107/123
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Sunday, April 08, 2007
A eulogy for one of my old soldiers
The ongoing war - and yes, America, there is a war - is a pervasive aspect of my daily life. There are, however, none more pervasive than when someone I know personally shows up in the news for the wrong reasons.
Sergeant Jason Swiger, of the 5th Squadron, 73d Cavalry, died on 25 March when a suicide bomber attacked his convoy in Baqubah, Diyala Province.
I've known personally a few people who have died in combat in Operation IRAQI FREEDOM. Some of them I knew relatively well, some less so. I was then-Private Swiger's first troop commander when he got out to the force from Fort Knox, where he did his basic and advanced individual training. He was, like many of my paratroopers, a bit brash, but young, with the enthusiasm that comes with youth and perceived indestructibility.
He was not a model soldier all the time - and reading about his life from before he came into the Army, I can see where he got his wry streak. Sometimes it would get him in trouble. I remember, very dispassionately at the time, having to administer nonjudicial punishment for not showing up to work on time. Some soldiers would take that as victimization, and not move beyond it. Jason Swiger was not one of those people. He eventually grew the maturity to go beyond his childhood and become the leader of men that he eventually became. He would make his rank back before too long, and he did.
It doesn't surprise me that he died handing out candy to children; behind his smartass exterior was a truly good heart.
The last time I saw him, he was a specialist, two ranks above that which I had once reduced him. I'd been gone from the troop two years by then; I was visiting to see how some of the old troops were that were still there from my term as commander. Then-Specialist Swiger and I had a nice chat. He still had his irrepressible energy - and told me with great (and greatly deserved) pride that he had passed his promotion board and was getting ready to be promoted to sergeant.
For the uninitiated, this is a big deal. Troops can hide out as a specialist and shirk authority. Once those soldiers become sergeants, though, and don their "hard stripes," as the idiom goes, they are in a position of authority, and as a commander, I leaned hard on my sergeants to exercise that leadership.
I regret that I never did find out when his promotion ceremony was. I very much would have liked to have congratulated him on his hard stripes, which he earned in spades in his salad days.
He went back, of his own accord, to talk to students from his high school about life in the Army, and about the war. I think talking about the war to that generation carries a lot more credence coming from someone like Jason than it would from me, who is now old enough to be part of the Establishment.
As the Army goes into its fourth year of combat in Iraq, I wonder where we get patriots like Jason Swiger. I think his legacy will be in all the soldiers he touched in his all-too-brief time on this earth. I know that the world is a lesser place for his untimely passing, and only now, recognize the truly great privilege it had been to have once been his commanding officer.
Rest easy, Jason. You earned it.
On the web:
From the Portland, Maine Press-Herald
From the Falmouth, Maine Forecaster
From WCSH, NBC affiliate in Portland, Maine
Sergeant Jason Swiger, of the 5th Squadron, 73d Cavalry, died on 25 March when a suicide bomber attacked his convoy in Baqubah, Diyala Province.
I've known personally a few people who have died in combat in Operation IRAQI FREEDOM. Some of them I knew relatively well, some less so. I was then-Private Swiger's first troop commander when he got out to the force from Fort Knox, where he did his basic and advanced individual training. He was, like many of my paratroopers, a bit brash, but young, with the enthusiasm that comes with youth and perceived indestructibility.
He was not a model soldier all the time - and reading about his life from before he came into the Army, I can see where he got his wry streak. Sometimes it would get him in trouble. I remember, very dispassionately at the time, having to administer nonjudicial punishment for not showing up to work on time. Some soldiers would take that as victimization, and not move beyond it. Jason Swiger was not one of those people. He eventually grew the maturity to go beyond his childhood and become the leader of men that he eventually became. He would make his rank back before too long, and he did.
It doesn't surprise me that he died handing out candy to children; behind his smartass exterior was a truly good heart.
The last time I saw him, he was a specialist, two ranks above that which I had once reduced him. I'd been gone from the troop two years by then; I was visiting to see how some of the old troops were that were still there from my term as commander. Then-Specialist Swiger and I had a nice chat. He still had his irrepressible energy - and told me with great (and greatly deserved) pride that he had passed his promotion board and was getting ready to be promoted to sergeant.
For the uninitiated, this is a big deal. Troops can hide out as a specialist and shirk authority. Once those soldiers become sergeants, though, and don their "hard stripes," as the idiom goes, they are in a position of authority, and as a commander, I leaned hard on my sergeants to exercise that leadership.
I regret that I never did find out when his promotion ceremony was. I very much would have liked to have congratulated him on his hard stripes, which he earned in spades in his salad days.
He went back, of his own accord, to talk to students from his high school about life in the Army, and about the war. I think talking about the war to that generation carries a lot more credence coming from someone like Jason than it would from me, who is now old enough to be part of the Establishment.
As the Army goes into its fourth year of combat in Iraq, I wonder where we get patriots like Jason Swiger. I think his legacy will be in all the soldiers he touched in his all-too-brief time on this earth. I know that the world is a lesser place for his untimely passing, and only now, recognize the truly great privilege it had been to have once been his commanding officer.
Rest easy, Jason. You earned it.
On the web:
From the Portland, Maine Press-Herald
From the Falmouth, Maine Forecaster
From WCSH, NBC affiliate in Portland, Maine
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4.7mi, 41:28, 8 APR 07, Fort Leavenworth KS
The Millions, "Be Good to Me"
WX at 0600: 21.0 (-6.1) DP 10.0 (-12.2) BP 30.21 (1023) WNW 6 clear RH 61 WC 14 (-10)
Odometer 3: 249.8mi
Z3.
First run in about a week of ANY kind. Today was run conservatively as a result - and for good reason.
In spite of it, the splits were not so bad - the fact that the second lap was markedly faster than the first was encouraging - and that I can breathe again now that the Cold From Hell is almost completely gone is a good sign as well.
I can't believe it's been below freezing most of the last three days. It's April. This place was over 100F last summer. What gives?
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.27 02:23 02:23 08:52 08:52 0.27
1.24 13:04 10:41 08:37 08:39 1.51
0.85 20:50 07:46 09:08 08:50 2.36
1.24 31:37 10:47 08:42 08:47 3.60
0.85 39:06 07:29 08:48 08:47 4.45
0.27 41:28 02:22 08:46 08:47 4.72
WX at 0600: 21.0 (-6.1) DP 10.0 (-12.2) BP 30.21 (1023) WNW 6 clear RH 61 WC 14 (-10)
Odometer 3: 249.8mi
Z3.
First run in about a week of ANY kind. Today was run conservatively as a result - and for good reason.
In spite of it, the splits were not so bad - the fact that the second lap was markedly faster than the first was encouraging - and that I can breathe again now that the Cold From Hell is almost completely gone is a good sign as well.
I can't believe it's been below freezing most of the last three days. It's April. This place was over 100F last summer. What gives?
Splits
SGMT AGGRG SEGMT PERMI AVGPC DIST
0.27 02:23 02:23 08:52 08:52 0.27
1.24 13:04 10:41 08:37 08:39 1.51
0.85 20:50 07:46 09:08 08:50 2.36
1.24 31:37 10:47 08:42 08:47 3.60
0.85 39:06 07:29 08:48 08:47 4.45
0.27 41:28 02:22 08:46 08:47 4.72
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