Man, those MEPS trips were the worst. But the WORST week is in-processing. I
hated that week with a passion. Finally the big guy was like "it's time to meet your DI's and start your training" and we were like "w00t!"
I remember they once told us that we had a seven mile run and we were all bummed and pacing ourselves and then they stopped us at three miles and gave us our times. I was pissed because I could have run the three miles faster than I did.
I still miss it. I wish I could have finished.
