As usual, as the end of the week dawns, there is a pleasant feeling inside...almost makes me want to sing. =)
This was a horrible week. It looked okay, but it was horrible. 6km run on tuesday, 8km fastmarch on wednesday, 10km run on thursday, and the finale- the platoon assault course on friday. Looking at it, i guess thats the most distance i've covered in one week since... well, since.
And that f***er, hichael, keeps making fun of my face. That bastard laughs everytime he sees my "calm, composed features". bah.
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