Archive for February 17, 2007 6:15 am

Today is my birthday here at BAF

42 years ago  today, I was brought into the world.   Who would have thought that I would end up at Bagram Air Field in the middle of a Global War on Terror?

As a quick update, the PX finally received an order of eight bicycles.  I bought the first one off the top of the palette.   I drove the unit van to the PX and delivered the bicycle to my BHUT.   A quick examination of the assembly guide showed that the allen wrenches are required.   I finally found a set and was able to put the bike together.  Last Wednesday, I took the bike out on an inaugural mission around the 8.2 mile perimeter road of the base.   I made the trip in about 45 minutes.  It was 25 degrees out.

Today, I will leave work a little early and go to the day spa for a 2 hour massage.   The rates are cheap ($20/hr) and the results are good.   When you get older, it pays to take care of your body.

I’ll eat dinner afterwards and make sure that I get one piece of cherry pie, my favorite.

Tomorrow, I start an industrial-strength diet and work-out regiment so I can get ready for my SFC board PT test.  

On another note, the base is conducting a direct-commission board in April.  I am thinking of submitting a packet for that.  But for sure, I am preparing my Warrant Officer package for the May Board.   Becoming a butter-bar at 42 is a difficult decision.   The army is screaming for warrants, so I am focusing more in that area.

As far as work is concerned, it is going fine.  We basically prepare paperwork and work on briefings for the command here.  It was gratifying to see that our work has the potential to reach all the way up to the National Security Council for briefing and review.  The Army is a huge conglomeration of gears in the big machine.  It’s nice to see that a few, seemingly unimportant gears, can have such a dramatic impact on operations.  

We have passed day 57 and spirits are still high.  I think that soon, we should start going on our R&R trips to QATAR.   The sooner, the better!

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