Sunday, February 28, 2010

Recognition Season

As March 13th approaches the yelling and pushups are ramping up. It's been a year since I was the one getting yelled at for not saying Puryer's quote right, but the tables have now been turned. This past weekend we had a pre-Recognition training. Though this makes sense to few cadets we just shut our mouths and did what we were told.



Friday was dedicated to knowledge. It started with a retreat formation at 1640, was followed by an hour break for dinner, a quick SLAMI, a training session, and then two knowledge bowls. A SLAMI is a room inspection, but no matter how immaculet the rooms may be it will always look as if a tornado touched down. The training session was short and sweet. One hour of heavy physical training with some freshmen doing pushups in pools of sweat by the time they were finished. Our first knowledge bowl the other squad gave us the win so we proceeded to play freshmen verses upperclassmen. I'm proud to say that the upperclassmen won. Our second knowledge bowl was a little more of a let down. The opposing squadron showed up and the outcome wasn't as pretty. The night concluded with hygeine time for the freshmen and then we were all off to bed, ready to wake up at 0600.

We wake up at 0600 and are called to attention in Mitchell Hall (dining hall) at 0625. After breakfast I come back to my room to sleep. I sleep from about 0700 to 1000 at which time I get ready to train some freshmen. While I was sleeping the class of 2013 had watched a motivational video and then was trained by the seniors and then the juniors. At 1030 my class (2012) took over. We put a lot of them into the stairwell with a pair of sophomores at each level. They would gradually work their way up, only to be sent back down the stairs. About half way through we started playing ping pong. The upperclassmen were the paddles and the freshmen were the ball. I would tell a freshmen to go find Cadet (X) and tell them ping...minutes later they would return with a message from Cadet (X) of pong. This game continued until 1100 came. We finished with 29 Black Panther pushups and then called it a day. The upperclassmen quickly showered and then signed out for the weekend.

Went to Brett's sponsor's house and baby sat their kids for the night. They all were in bed and asleep by 1930! I watched some movies and fell asleep around midnight (The Hendricks' were already home). Woke up on Sunday, went to church, found a dress for the Black and White Ball (its this coming Saturday), and then went back to the Hendrick's for dinner. After dinner Brett quickly passed out on the couch while Mason and Taylor thought it funny that he was so tired that he wasn't waking up. The night concluded with Brett finding out he has the stomach virus that's going around the Cadet Wing.

Now I'm back at USAFA and ready to come head first into another week. This week consists of a GR, case study, oral presentation, escorting a prospective cadet, and 2 days of swimming GRs. It should be interesting because who knows what PEER issues will come up this week. Keep your fingers crossed that I don't get sick too and I do well on all my class work. This is the last week before midterms come out. This coming weekend is the black and white ball and my dress is aqua. Love you all!

C3C

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Future Academy Cadets

If anyone happens upon this blog and you're interested in coming to the Air Force Academy or another, feel free to comment on a post with any questions and I will do my best to anwer them for you.

Welcome...

I'm a little different from most college sophomores. I don't pay for tuition, room, or board with money...but with service. In about 5 months I will be making a commitment to carry on with this "free" education and promise to serve until at least 2017. I am a sophomore at the United States Air Force Academy in Colorado Sprigs, Colorado.

As a resident of the Eastern Shore of Maryland, the large accumulation of snow was as foreign to me as it was the rest of the eastern seaboard when they received 3 feet in about a week. Living at an elevation of 7258 feet it feels as if I am getting a constant work out and when I return to sea level I can run for miles. I wake up when most of my high school friends are going to bed and I'm given 28hrs worth of work each day. Life is tough here, but it's what I chose and it's something I love. I have never regretted my decision nor do I think I ever will. It's tough, but its worth it.