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NEW! My Basic Training Blog has it's own site. Click here to read a day-by-day account of the first 10 weeks of Army life.

Sunday, May 11, 2003
Monday, February 10, 2003

1st day of official PT, but no running because it is so cold. I get weighed and find I've already lost 6 lbs (138 now). I got lucky today as I forgot my ID and did not have it for breakfast or lunch. The checker wrote down my name at breakfast, but the drill sergeant didn't call me on it.

Classes on sexual harrassment, equal opportunity, etc. We watch the 1st 20 minutes of Saving Private Ryan to introduce us to the 7 army values (loyalty, duty, respect, selfless service, honor, integrity, personal courage). The room we have it in is very hot and many fall asleep. When caught, they are brought outside and made to do things that will wake them up, such as pushups and overhead arm clappers. I still havent been caught and smoked alone. Hope that continues.

Have some letters to write, so nothing else today.
Sunday, February 9, 2003

We went to the PX (post exchange) for the first time to purchase any items we need such as toiletries, shoe shining supplies, etc. I had to get underwear, t-shirts and socks just to have on display in my wall locker. Got another haircut - didn't mention it before, but I am pretty much a skinhead now. Combind that with the BCG glasses (bcg = birth control glasses), and Im looking pretty freaky.
Saturday, February 8, 2003

People are getting more serious - it seems they realize its a job rather than a summer camp.

Got to see our M16s today. Went to the weapons arsenal, checked them out, and then got directly in line to check them in again. They were just getting us used to the process of getting them out.

Let me tell you about chow... We file in, stagger people to the left and right in order to squeeze more people in a small area. If we don't keep our heads and eyes forward and our bodies at parade rest, we're screamed at and sometimes sent to the end of the line. There is no talking. We get our silverware and trays, put the trays down, keep our toes against the base of the counter and our heels together. We slide down the counter as we sound off to the kitchen help what we want. We sit and have about 10 minutes (if we're lucky) to finish and get out. It is as structured as drill and ceremony.

Speaking of which, drill and ceremony started today officially. It is the marching in napoleonic formations, the methods of saluting, etc. I was named PGA (platoon guide assistant). My position is last in the 1st squad (row). When facing as a rectangle on display, I am the farthest right, first row. I basically don't have any responsibility except to fill in for the PG when she is not there.

We also had our initial diagnostic PT test today. In 2 minutes each, I completed 28 pushups and 26 situps, then ran a mile in 6:58

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