Darn you, Murphy!

One of my new platoon-mates put it correctly this morning. . . the Officer Basic Gods have it in for me.  (-:

I spent half of the night in the bathroom.  I don't know what I ate that bothered my belly so much, but most of yesterday afternoon my intestines were in knots.  I, maybe, got 3 hours of sleep last night.  I got to the PT field this morning and prayed that my GI distress was over so I could get through my PT test.  I was about to do my push-ups and it hit me again.  It hit me after my sit-ups, too.  Luckily, I didn't have any issues during my run.  I was able to finish my 2 miles in 18:43.  Better than 2 weeks ago and better than my last run time in April.  Maybe it was the fear of needing to find a bathroom that spurred me into running a bit faster.  (-:  I did not do as well on my push-ups and sit-ups, but I did well enough to pass the test!  That's all I care about.

All in all, I realize that I'm a very lucky person.  I have great neighbors who are helping to care for Shadow.  I have great friends who keep me in mind and wish me luck in my endeavors (thanks for the call, Karen).  I have great family members who love me and support me.  I have a great husband who's holding down the fort while I'm gone.  Whenever things get rough, I remind myself of how lucky I truly am.

I hope that each of you realize how lucky you are, too!

I'll let you know how the field went this weekend.  I hope I get some great pictures!

Take care!

--DV