I weighed myself with and without it. Is that desperate or what?
As I said in one of my previous comments, I’ll be skeptical of any progress until I drop into the 120’s. 2.8 lbs is nuffin when you consider the fact that I can easily hit this number without doing anything at all. I was kind of (okay, I was REALLY) hoping there would be a bigger difference, what with all the work I’ve been putting into this.
It is now taking me fifty minutes to run four miles and I’ve been keeping my one hour appointments with the treadmill every other day. That’s still a sad sad time, but I haven’t been pushing it too hard because I’m trying to avoid more stress fractures. It’s also somewhat decent when I think back to two weeks ago and fifteen minutes on the elliptical had me all wobbly and exhausted.
May 25th, 2008 at 2:09 pm
Definitely don’t push too hard. Not that I want to be the first to 15 exes, but getting injurified ain’t cool. I’ve been riding the hotel’s stationary bike, for a half hour a crack. That first day, I almost took the elevator back to my floor.
It’s pretty amazing how quickly our bodies can adapt to this stuff. I’m not a runner. When I went into boot, I was clocked at a blazing 11 minutes for a mile and a half. I was sick, I pushed it so hard.
13 weeks later, I ran the 3 in 24 minutes. I finished MCT running it in about 21:30, and by the end of SOI, I was down under 19 minutes.
I think that if I were to try now, I’d probably knock the world off of its axis.
Of course, I’m referring to weight, and no longer speed…
May 25th, 2008 at 2:33 pm
*L* Good deal I’m not the only one! I’m thinking that I dropped more inches than pounds this time. Which is perfectly fine with me.
I didn’t have too many problems as long as I was running by myself. It was those formation boots ‘n utes “moto” runs that killed me. It’s not the boots ‘n utes part; I can’t stand running at someone else’s pace. I actually enjoyed that six mile chug through the trees/confidence course thing that we did at MCT. We were taking too long on the obstacles so our instructor made us run the entire four miles we had left, and then we had to grab all the M240Gs in their bags and lug them another mile back to the group, haha. Good times! I’m so glad I didn’t have to go to SOI. A ten mile hike with a 55 lb (at least) pack* was enough to crack my pelvis and my femur. I can’t imagine going the, what… 25? 26? miles you guys had to go? I’d have died. Well, maybe not, but I’d have come out even MORE broken.
*We were the first platoon to trade in the old SALLE packs for the new MOLLE packs. (Or was it the other way around? Damn, now I’m forgetting things…) I remember thinking that I could have fit about TWO of me into one of those things when I first laid eyes on the one they issued me. I think there is a picture of me wearing mine. I’m out in the sticks, kneeling in a bush, full cammo paint, dip under my lip, and I look absolutely CRAZED. I should find and post that picture. It’s hilarious.
May 25th, 2008 at 7:40 pm
Funny what we consider fun…
My pack strap broke at the beginning of our “motivational” run at the end of boot. Three miles? Five? I can’t remember for certain. I wouldn’t drop out, even though trying to keep it balanced was killing me. I was so pumped by the end, that when we charged the dummies with our bayonets, I ripped one off of the frame. The DI’s and the rest of the platoon went nuts! I was loving it!
Well, until I woke up the next morning with my back all jacked up…
Oh, and definitely post that pic if you can find it…
May 25th, 2008 at 8:18 pm
I found it. Note the sweat. I think I soaked through my cammies at least three or four times a day. Man, nothing is worse than a set of moist stanky cammies. It took around four washes to get the MCT smell out of all my uniforms. Shit, that was how you could tell when a whole new set of students would arrive at A school. That god-forsaken smell of the field: A mixture of one month’s worth of accumulated sweat, Frumunduh Cheese, and whatever cologne that was popular with the guys at the time. While I was there the favorite was Axe Body Spray. Husband and I still call it “Ass”.
I know my cover is too big. And a little off kilter.
May 25th, 2008 at 9:06 pm
*GRIN* Psychotic… I think the dip sets it off. Heheheh…
I see what you mean about that pack being huge… the ALICE packs we had were about half that size. Maybe a little more.
May 25th, 2008 at 9:07 pm
That’s it… we had ALICE packs in boot camp. Too many friggin girl names to remember.
Mister H was horrified and disgusted that I had tried dip. He didn’t care that it was only apple flavored.
May 25th, 2008 at 9:42 pm
Oh, crap. I found a link to an article about the packs we were using and they weren’t MOLLE packs even though the term was used. They were ILBE packs. Goddamn, I’m all sorts of messed up in the head lately.
(screenshot taken from http://www.mcnews.info/mcnewsinfo/marines/gouge/ for posterity)
May 25th, 2008 at 10:33 pm
Those packs would have been nice to have on some of our humps. Not so much because it could carry more, but that it would be able to do it in a comfortable manner…
Heh… I’m chuckling over Mr. H’s reactions. I don’t know of many Marines who didn’t try dip.
May 25th, 2008 at 10:37 pm
They still dug into your shoulders enough to cut off the circulation in your hands. Or at least that’s what happened to me.
May 25th, 2008 at 10:40 pm
Ditto here…
May 26th, 2008 at 11:12 am
Yo. You want for I should shoot for 20 or even 25 pounds? It’s been pointed out that guys have an advantage… which could be true.
May 26th, 2008 at 11:15 am
Nah, we’ll keep it at 15. If anyone wants to lose more then they can keep going after that.
May 26th, 2008 at 11:44 am
Cool. I’ll definitely be shooting for more… eheheh.
May 26th, 2008 at 11:45 am
“eheheh”? Sounds more like a stutter than a laugh…
May 26th, 2008 at 11:52 am
Or a Canadian stuck on repeat.
May 26th, 2008 at 2:17 pm
Take off, eh?
Now I’ve gotta dig up that movie…
May 27th, 2008 at 11:51 am
Actually, I’ve never seen it. I probably should. It’s the comedy about stag films, neh?
May 29th, 2008 at 4:55 pm
I was thinking “Strange Brew…”
May 31st, 2008 at 9:06 pm
Ok, I’m jumping in… first, the picture… you look mean! Not the face, the whole thing. It could be the gun, heh, but look at all that crap you have on you… it looks like twice your weight!
Back to the camera, I think that’s pretty damn funny because I have been known to weigh myself and think, “Man. Did I really only lose # lbs?” and then use the restroom and weigh again to see if the loss of water makes a difference. Sick. I know.
So, no, knowing your camera weighs 8 lbs does not seem sick to me in the least!
May 31st, 2008 at 9:06 pm
Oops, I meant .8 lbs.
May 31st, 2008 at 9:49 pm
Holy crap, I had read about the Panera sandwich at T1G’s and loving their Hot Paninis, decided to go to their site to see how many calories and grams of fat the sandwiches have. Its depressing. I’m glad I only eat a half… because I was absolutely STUNNED by how many fat grams are in them! Gah!
Bottom line… during this 15 lb gig, stay away from Panera’s.
June 1st, 2008 at 2:32 pm
*rotfl* Yeah, I’ve done the bathroom thing, too!
And as for Panera *sigh* CARBS! They are my Kryptonite.