Stress

I'm really worried about my APFT today and the harder one on Saturday. I'm so fucking out of shape. I'm kind of freaking out. At least I finished the mile in time this morning, but I was fucking exhausted and on Saturday I have to do miles on a faster average. And my sit ups and push ups aren't fucking making the cut. I get exhausted after 17-22 sit ups or 9-10 push ups. This is bad. I need to do 50 sit ups and 19 push ups. It's not even that many but I'm so fucking out of shape. I wish I had more time. I don't think I'm gonna go to the "fat camp" because I'll be able to pass the Initial APFT minimum but I don't think I'm gonna be able to get my promotion to E-2 before I go. I might be able to get the sit ups and push ups together with my recruiter, ahem, "motivating" me, but I'm not sure. And the run... shit. We'll see how the mile tonight goes with my recruiter pacing me. I'm worried though. And I still have a lot of errands to run. I'm so worried. I wish I'd known I was shipping out so soon, I would have started working out way earlier. I should have anyways, but shit. This is gonna be so fucking hard. I really want that fucking insignia on my uniform and extra couple hundred bucks in my paycheck damn it. I'm gonna go do more sit ups.