Motivation Pep Talk

Wednesday we decided not to kill our fellow poolees and ourselves. We decided to see what the PFT (physical fitness test) feels like first hand. PFT consist of a three mile run. We ran about three and a half miles, no big deal I had a lot more in me; however, there were a lot of people who didn't. I, by now, realized its all mind over matter. Of course it hurts, of course I get tired, but I always remind myself of the prize that comes later. Its clear that some of the poolees don't think like that and it wasn't just me who saw it. There were several "fall outs." Fall outs meaning people who fell out of formation to stop and puke or cause they were too tired. I would then go back with them to scream at them. Nothing personal, but try to get them motivated. After, we all gathered around and I shared my concern for motivation. We are all family so I let them in on a personal reason of why I do what I do every morning. I'd rather not discuss all of the details but I will say that it has to do with my dad. He once told me that before he dies what wants to see that he's raised a successful man. Since then, I've strived to be the best at whatever I do. Just to make him proud, if he was proud I was happy. Also, striving to be the best isn't a bad habit.