Today was Monday morning- that means a run for PT! I was happy, though I'll tell you, either I'm getting older or those hills are getting bigger! But I wound up at the front of the formation, and stayed there. It was kind of tough, but tough is good! In other physical-type stuff, I figured out why I got tendonitis in one wrist and not the other. (No, not because my lady friend is a thousand miles away...) I was at the gym today and noticed it's the way I do bench presses- somehow I manage to twist that wrist, resulting in strain on it. Weird! Oh well, now that I know I do it, correcting it is too easy. The really weird thing is, it doesn't matter if it's a barbell or a nautilus machine, I still manage to hold the bar just so.
Speaking of which, today was a day for compliments, so thank you guys, who may not be reading this. First, someone told me, "I saw this big dude walking across the parking lot the other day, and all of a sudden, realized, 'wow, that's Chipman!'." Then when someone was looking for me for a detail, (I was where I was supposed to be, this is probably why they couldn't find me), they said, "Oh, yeah, they said just look for the big dude who looks like he wrestles gators, that's him."
Well, can't say there are gators here, at least not that I know of. Bears, yes, and buffalo, as well as prairie dogs. I haven't wrestled any of them, and don't really think that would be a good idea. But anyway, point being I try to work out seven days a week. I'm not obsessed, or vain about my appearance, I just don't have anything else to do. And besides, it feels good to kick the crap out of yourself, then go heal up and do it all again. Besides besides, there are a lot of really scenic runs around post. A particular area called Medicine Bluff gives you a pretty spectacular view of the surrounding hills, as well as the artillery ranges. They are pretty much trees and fields, as they are impact areas, so not used for anything else. On top of this, my fiancee told me a few days ago I look like (action movie star) Vin Diesel, who is also a pretty big dude. I'm guessing it was more than just the shaved head. The funny thing is, I can honestly say I'm not that concerned about my appearance. I do try to take care of myself, and try to avoid looking like a bum, but don't go to the gym just to look good. (That's just a fringe benefit) I go because it tends to keep me out of trouble, and because of regular PT tests the Army has. I'm not a very fast runner, but can plow through ten miles in a little over an hour. Why, you ask, do I want to do this? Well, the best answer I can come up with is why climb the mountain? Because you want to see what's on top? No, simply because it's there. Why run and work out? Because I can.
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