I'm Dead Meat

These past two weeks have gone by innocently enough, lulling me into a false sense of security. Sure I've had homework every night and a lab report here and there, but I haven't had any GR's (graded reviews). And now it hits me like a cement truck. BAM. 3 GR's this next week, all on the same day, and 2 more the week after. I guess you could call this USAFA's equivalent to mid-terms. It's going to be tough, maybe even impossible. This got me thinking though. How crazy is it that I'm almost half way through my semester and you kids at SOU, UO, OSU are just starting your school years. Crazy stuff.

I've been slacking lately and haven't been down to the gym nearly enough. That's going to change. I need the gym and the gym needs me. Its a symbiotic relationship. I've lost like 10 pounds sick the school year began which is sick. I'm pretty sure it was mostly muscle too. Luckily that didn't stop me from getting my best score yet on the Physical Fitness Test a week ago. I got:

15 pull-ups (I beat my personal best from last semester by 4)
7'4 long jump
95 sit ups (easily maxed)
52 push-ups (this is by far the worst I've done on this event since basic)
1:52 600-meter run

Tonight I'm sitting CQ. The graveyard shift if you will. I don't get off till 0130, which really screws up my sleep cycle. I'm trying to get some good studying done the rest of the night.