When I Say, "Who's the Masta?" You Say, "Sho'Nuff!"
For those of you that care...I took a Physical Fitness test this morning. The Army makes everyone do those every six months, usually with a diagnostic in between on the third month. They grade you on how many push-ups you can do in two minutes, how many sit-ups in two minutes, and how fast you can run two miles. The numbers and times are then translated on a chart into points. You need 60 points in each event to pass, or else you are supposed to get kicked out. (Obviously, that doesn't really ever happen, since the Army's 'Zero Tolerance' policy is really a 'Well, We'll Give You Another Shot' policy, but that's another story.) If you score high enough, you can get a maximum of 100 points in each event. For my age group (they don't expect 45-year-old Generals to perform like a 20-year-old) I have to do 71 push-ups, 78 sit-ups, and run two miles in 13:00 flat. I can proudly say that for the first time since I've been in the Army, excluding the diagnostic three months ago, I finally scored a perfect 300 with 80 push-ups, 78 sit-ups, and a 12:57 on my run. Proof again that Traylings don't do shit half-assed.