"Fcuk you 100m range!!!"

If you are wondering what's up with that all time vulgar statement, its the statement that i sweared and cursed during the last 4km of my CSB 32km route march in tekong last thursday. The march wasnt THAT bad like the 28km i did for my graduation in BSLC. It was really free-flowing and easy up till the 31km mark i guess. I knew we had to end our march at the 100m range, and i knew that the range is after the old sispec school. But whenever we turn around a bend AFTER the school, the range is not there. Its like always running away from us. And they told us the distance from where we started off to the range would be less than 4km. Bullshit. It felt real more. Probably 5km. Dammit. Shortchanged.

Thats when my mind started to crack and my feet started to go ache. But, I guess, its all in the mind eh? Mind cracked, feet hurts. Mind ok, feet great.

So theres truth in this saying afterall... *rubs chins*

Anyways, my platoon completed the march (itself & not including rest and river crossing) in 5h 30min. We were supposed to do it within 6hrs to pass. So basically, we did it. We passed. I passed. They passed. This shit is over and i can't wait for what's coming up soon - Grandslam & Nutcracker. I'll say "Let's bringit oun!!!" (translation: let's bring it on!!!!