PRT (Physical Readiness Test)

This DWE (Drill Weekend) was the make-up PRT for those who missed it last month. Even though I had completed it last month, I decided to go partially to be "with the troops" and partially because I thought maybe I could do better on my push-ups and sit-ups than last month. I did 80 sit-ups, and 60 push-ups this time. Which gave me 10 extra points in each category (or two levels higher, increasing from Good Medium (65 points) to Excellent Low (75 points) in each category). I was doing the math while running, realizing that I could score 5 points less on my run this time and still get a better overall score than last time. (Or, I could score 10 points better and get an even better overall score, but that wasn't looking very likely.) Then, as I ran, I realized I was nearer the front of the pack than before, and after the turnaround point I was one of the leaders. Coming down the home stretch I somehow ended up out front and I was the first one done. I had shaved 18 seconds off my run-time and made it to the next level by one second. While I didn't get the full ten points needed on the run for an overall increase of two levels, I did go from Good High to Excellent Low, and Excellent Medium is within my reach, maybe even Excellent High. If I keep this up, I may actually get an Outstanding on my PRT someday. Who would have thunk? Certainly not me.

Not much of anything.

I had something interesting and/or fun happen to me in the last few weeks and thought, I should post that on my blog that no one reads. Unfortunately, I have no idea what it was. So here is a generic post updating cyberspace on my life.

I ran my PRT (Physical Readiness Test) last month, in the rain. I did decent on my run (12:02 for a mile and a half), but only so-so on my push-ups and sit-ups.

I helped Bob with his pinewood derby, and he won every race except one (but in the lame new culture that we live in, there were no individual awards for winning races--that's right, there was no "First Place" or anything, just lame awards like "Brightest Colors," or "Most Aerodynamic (looking)," whatever). He even beat the kid that beat him later in their second race, who was at least two years older. I was proud of him (but in a good way, not a President Benson, Nephite/Lamanite way).

Summer term will be busy, but fun. We're already two weeks into it. I've got a Christian Theology class (zzz), and a Leadership class. Plus, five of the chaplain candidates are taking a golf class this term. I'm looking forward to improving my skills in that area.