Ow!

That is all I can say about my body right now. Ow. I took yet another PT test, at 0600 this morning, sooo early for me. I have not been up before 0630 in about four years. We usually had PT at 0700, I would wake up at 0630 and take two minutes to get dressed and be on the road, getting up at 0515 was a killer today. Soo not used to it. And it was for naught, again. Yes, I failed the test AGAIN. This time, CPT Bowen paced me on the run, I told him stay away from me until the last lap, he stayed with me the whole five laps anyways, kept taunting me, but by the time I finished, I was actually puking. And that demented man sat there, watched me puke, then said, that ain't puke, that is just a lot of spit!! OMG, he was actually disecting it with his eyes. The fact that I had not had food yet might have had something to do with what it looked like!! But then he and one of the NCOs waited for me for a while to get dressed, but I took too long - started feeling sick again in the bathroom - so they left without me, but brought back a banana for me so I would not eat junk out of the vending machine for breakfast. At least I know my leadership cares. And everyone is very proud of me for improving my run time almost to my best run time since I came to this unit, they are not even focusing on my sit up failure, they just say I know what I need to do next month. Well, next month I am not drilling, but I am going to go in for the PT test anyways. Even if I fail again, I know if I am improving again. And by going in on my own time, I show my dedication to the military. Things are going to work out for me in the end, I know it. I have faith.