2 months ago..
My last update, I was just in the midst of my course.
2 months later, right now.
I’m in the midst of my next term, the final dash towards the finish line, towards becoming a fitness specialist in the army.
The journey was tough and treacherous, yet fulfilling in every aspect I can imagine.
I have met, and forged bonds with some of the most amazing people during the time in my course, am I’m sure they’ll go places, in the future.
Many talents have surfaced, many indeed.
But what’s needed in the course isn’t talent. Because talent only gets you so far, be it in the course or even in life.
It takes hunger, the hunger to achieve bad enough, the hunger that makes you go all out, and be disciplined to attend trainings, hunger to be able to keep being persistent, for the rewards we’ll reap at the end.
A certain president once said: “Nothing in the world can take the place of persistence, talent will not. Nothing is more common than unsuccessful people with talent. Genius will not, unrewarded genius is almost a proverb. Education will not, the world is filled with educated derelicts. Persistence and determination are omnipotent.”
How fucking true.
This course reaffirmed for me, the mindset that you get what you give. If you’re going to half fuck your trainings, you’re going to get half fucked results. True story.
That being said, it’s depressing, that such an amazing course has come to it’s inevitable end. Feeling much like breaking up with a girlfriend of many years, I’ve come to miss it really bad.
Everything about it, I miss, the good, the bad, the big and the small. Every fucking thing in there was worth fighting for. Worth the blood we bled, sweat we sweat, and tears we shed.
Nothing in the world that’s worthwhile comes easy.
I feel a sense of incredible joy to be a part of this.
Thank you, BFSC 95th.
REPRESENT!
