We’re all going to sleep well tonight. It was over 90 today, with high humidity. Situation normal for San Antonio, but not at all comfortable when wearing full battle rattle and doing SMUT (we’ll get to that in a minute). We had several folks fall out because they were overcome by the heat. Fortunately, none were seriously ill. Many of us are motivated to ‘play through the pain’ because to get dropped from this course probably means you’re not deploying. A lot of pride is on the line. Don’t get me wrong, we don’t have any heroes here, just folks who want to get downrange so they can do their share, yours truly included.
All right, now SMUT. No, not smut. SMUT. As in SMall Unit Tactics. Think of any army movie you’ve ever seen where a squad of 10-20 personnel are traversing through potentially hostile territory, trying to reach an objective without getting shot. That’s SMUT. Hand signals, combat care of wounded, fire fights, ducking for cover, all included. On the silver screen, it looks cool and sorta fun. Maybe so, but it’s also physically taxing. The bottom line for me is that I have a whole lot of respect for our Army and Marine brethren who do this stuff for a living.
I talked to Julie tonight. It still doesn’t seem like I’m really gone for 7 months. I’m already imagining what my homecoming will be like.
Seven more days to go to graduation (and seven more days of heat), but after that, I wish I knew. I still don’t have my itinerary, and that’s starting to irritate me. I’ll call my UDM on Friday if nothing breaks loose in the morning.
Speaking of morning, it’ll be here soon, and I still have to shower before I hit the rack. G’night.
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