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Saturday, May 26, 2012

Recovering

I finally have a spare minute, and while everyone is somewhere celebrating Memorial Day weekend, I'm happily in bed. This past Army training was the toughest thing I ever did. Much harder than Basic Training. I thought it would be the normal Army stuff. Dumbed down classes and a bunch of physical stuff. I was right on the physical stuff but very wrong on the dumbed down part. Classes sometimes 16 hrs a day only to be broken up by meals and work outs.Everyone was college educated, gym rats, super soldiers. Some were already SGTs and majority had just returned from a deployment.

It was much more prestigious than I could have imagined. I am so grateful to have been given the opportunity.

I met a lot of awesome people, now life long friends. I love the instant family that comes with the Army. People of all walks of life, from all over the country. Facebook is great way to never lose touch. I was pushed to my limit more than once. Learned a ton and surprised myself. I am now called SGT Kelly. Pretty fucking cool. Best part of the whole 16 day course? Flying in a Black Hawk. Sucked that we got dropped off in the middle of the woods only to march back 4 1/2 miles in full gear, but considering all the stuff we had already accomplished, that was the easiest task to complete.

When I got home late on Friday, I went straight to the bar with the Boo. I have never wanted a drink so bad. The next day was preakness and had plans to meet up with friends at the track. When I woke up, I felt like I was hit by a truck. Everything hurt. I was covered in bruises from neck to feet. I could barely walk. Just thinking about the walk from the car to Philadelphia Park was stressing me out. I was in constant motion the whole time in Wisconsin. When I stopped moving, the pain set in. Even my ribs hurt. So I blew off any plans I had and me and the man went and got massages, and early dinner. I was passed out by 7pm and slept for 13 hrs. Woke up, had to handle business then back to work Monday. It seems like a blur.

Celebrated the boys Birthday. He's 20. OMG. Where does the time go? We had a great time. I love him so much and proud of the man he is. He has such a good heart and his head is on straight. He makes mistakes like everyone does, but he learns from them and moves on. I still worry about him. More now that he has a car. He's camping tonight with the camping gear I bought him for his Birthday. I totally hooked him up with anything he could need and it all fits into his trunk. He can bounce anytime and literally "set up camp". It must be so much fun to be 20, having the world by the balls and the freedom to live life to the fullest. I didn't get that opportunity. No regrets. I enjoy it so much more witnessing my boy experience it. Lucky him. Lucky me.

I could be doing a million fun things right now, but rest and sleep seem to be more important. Going surfing next weekend and a tough work week coming up. I did the Garden @ Urban Sanktuary yesterday. It's open for business. When the ivy comes in fully and the flowers grow and bloom, you will forget you're in Da Hood. It can be seen from the living room and makes my place 100% cuter.



I had to cancel the summer night classes I registered for. This mission I'm tasked to for the next 3 years is pretty hard core. The beginning stages will be chaotic, working sometimes 14-16 hour days. Later, the work load will settle down. I'll pick school up then. I will not deploy during these next 3 years. Without getting into it, if I have to go anywhere, it will be stateside. That's all I'm going to say about that.

All in all, life is good. Sun is shining, everyone I love is healthy, I feel almost back to normal. Registered for the Army Ten Miler in DC. So excited about that. I'm just gonna keep doing what I do. Wake up, be awesome, sleep, repeat.