So yeah, I set my alarm on Christmas morning. I wanted to get a jump on the day; we're having a party here today! But it was my alarm that woke me from this elaborate dream, and which I ignored to sleep more.
I was in the Army (or some branch of the military) and it was my first day of training. We started to do typical marching drills (or at least what I would imagine is typical from the movies) and then some other drills. I hadn't realized that it was going to be hard-core exercise intensive, and I was not terribly happy to find this out.
A large group of us lined up in rows opposing another group of lined up people. We were competing with the other group. Each row had to do squats as the group counted off. One lucky person in each row had a mat put under them and they had to squat down all the way to the ground with each count and touch their knees to the floor, but still keep time with everyone else doing regular squats. That lucky person was me.
Time after time, I could not keep up with my group doing the squats. They were just going too fast and my legs couldn't move that fast. And I was pointed out to everyone by the people in charge as the loser every time. :(
Finally we stopped this drill, but not before I realized that my group had been counting too fast. They were counting faster than any other group - no wonder I couldn't keep up! I realized that I should have been leading the count since my squats were the hardest and I was mad that I didn't figure that out sooner.
Then we started some running drills (good lord, my favorite) and everyone just kept running faster and faster. Eventually we were all so spread apart that it was difficult to follow the line since the leader was weaving us through a large building complex and through all kinds of doors. I would round a corner and not know which door the person in front of me went in.
Finally, I realized that the officers were trying to trick us. They were purposefully going too fast to make us lose our way and enter dangerous rooms on accident. I have always thought that I'd be no good in the military because I refuse to do irrational things just because someone tells me to - so I just quit running and wouldn't go into any more rooms where I thought I could get hurt. It was just a drill after all.
Alarm went off sometime around now, and I didn't get to see what happened in my training program.
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