I realized I hadn’t made an entry in four months, so this is my attempt to. I keep most details of my life in a journal elsewhere, so, I usually only use this when I have something to ponder or a big theme I think most people could relate to.
This summer I had plans to go back to Uganda and do something called the Navy SEAL experience in Va beach for 10 days. Both fell through because of $… and lack of it… and trying to get a more steady job… and trying out again for the PJs. At least the last one was successful.
I was accepted as a trainee for AFR (reserve) 308th rescue squadron at Patrick Air Force Base, close to cape canaveral florida. It was hosted by these guys (no kids, sorry.)
That was a crazy day, but re-lit the fire and my motivation to keep staying in shape and to go for this thing one more time. I was the only one who made it to the afternoon, but not many tried out as it was August and the heat was oppressive. We started the day with pullups (16), situps (81), and pushups (65), then a 3 mile run (21:00… boo, too slow) and then a 1 mile swim (25:00). Then it moved to graduation indoc standards water con. 5 1:30 underwaters, buddy breathing with mild, moderate and full harassment, 3 knot series, ditch and dons. The afternoon was week 5 standards alternate water con, minus ten ups and cross overs, at the cocoa beach public pool. I was surrounded by little kids bobbing in the deep end while I was holding my breath fully clothed underwater for upwards of a minute. After that was done, then an interview, then a job offer.
I’d like to revisit the kids and the other missionaries I got to know in Uganda before I re-enlist, but we’ll see if God gives me time.
But in the meantime, the goal is to become one of these guys, and to see how God uses that in my life. It’s all up to him anyways.