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this week has been a total bitch. Since i have failed my last pt test. all the pt failures had to do pt all day everyday this past week. It was a fucking run fest. we ran everyday and did cardiovascular workouts all day. i was so sore yesterday. but today was the final day where we take out pt test. i was still sore from the this week that i was so scared that i would not pass my test. but all i could think about is how much i hate taking these damn pt tests!! well i passed the push-up and sit-up portion of the test. then we got to the 2-mile run. it was starting to get alittle warm out side. which means that where was going to be alittle stinch in the air from the little river next to the base. and it stinks like shit. literaly. as soon as i got to the half mile mark it hit me. arrgg!! there aint nothing like smelling ass in the middle of a timed 2 mile run. hit the 1 mile mark and to turn around to finish the 2 miles and i hit the shit again. man i was about to just say fuck it. but i told my self that it can only get worse on the next time. so i thought about.... well i cant remember what i was thinking about. me and my boy chris were side by side pushing each other to the max. when we got about a forth of a mile out we looked at each other and were like. FUCK IT!! we were in a dead sprint til the finish line. i made my time with 15 secs to spare. i was so fucking sore afterwords. now..... PARTY TIME!!!!!