ought to be, what you can be, and what you will be. They are your rallying
points: to build courage when courage seems to fail; to regain faith when
there seems to be little cause for faith; to create hope when hope becomes
forlorn." - excerpt from General Douglas MacArthur's farewell speech to the United States Military Academy Corps of Cadets, May 12, 1962


It was hot in Iraq today. My Soldiers were busy as always. Convoys were heading outside the wire. On top of it all we held a PT test. It's the same test the Army used when I reported to West Point so many years ago. The events are push-ups, sit-ups and a two-mile run. Each Soldier has two minutes each for both push-ups and sit-ups and is then timed in the run. The raw scores for each event are converted into points using a conversion scale. There are a maximum of 100 points per event for a combined total of 300 possible points. I never have had to study for this test. I always score 300. My challenge is to have raw scores that beat the best my Soldiers can put up. It gives me great satisfaction to beat kids who weren't even born the day I graduated from West Point. The Soldiers take great pride in having a Battalion Commander who lets his performance do the talking. There are too often double-standards in this arena. It doesn't happen on my watch though.
Iraq is an unforgiving place to take a PT test. Even though we took the test during a cooler time of the day, there is still so much dust in the air it makes breathing difficult at times. The dust dries your throat and irritates your nostrils. It burns the eyes once mixed with sweat. I've been sneezing ever since we completed the test. It will probably be a restless night.
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