Highlights: PFT, checking-out, toilet installation, Adoption Project
The squadron ran a physical fitness test (PFT) this morning at 7. For Marine PFTs, there are 3 events + the weigh in. Height-weight measurements are to verify Marines aren’t out of weight limits. Then there’s the pull-ups, stomach crunches & 3 mile run.
The 3 events are scored, with 100 points being the max for each. To “max” our pull-ups, guys have to do 20 dead-hang pull-ups. (Each pull-up is worth 5 points). Female Marines do a timed flexed arm hang. To “max” out stomach crunches, we have to do 100 inside of 2 minutes. (Each crunch is worth 1 point). To “max” the run, we have to finish 3 miles in 18 minutes or less. There once was a time… but that’s 10 years gone (=
I got through my run in 19:17 though. Not too bad! (Every 10 seconds is worth 1 point after 18 minutes, so I only got 92 points for the run). So my total score was 292. (=
I started checking-out of the squadron after that, until my phone rang, letting me know the plumber was on his way to the house to install my new toilet,,, I had to run home to let him in.
This guy was a colorful personality, if not a touch evangelical. There’s a new Christian church, or movement or something called “the Rock”. According to Bill the plumber, the appeal is, it’s led by a former pro football player who experienced some struggles, and pulled himself back up… discovering a calling to religion along the way. He’s rough around the edges, but wears his heart on his sleeve- much like Bill describes himself. (=
Ha ha. It’s funny how much you learn about people from just listening a while.
(insert pic of toilet installation) [1]
After that I had lunch with Becca & helped her develop new business cards.
Becc is Korean. She’s an American now, but she & her older sister were adopted when they were little (3 & 5 I think). In the past year they just came into contact with their birth parents for the first time in memory. It’s been a strange mix of feelings… Adoption is one of those subjects that seems to jump into public awareness when Angelina Jolie brings home a new kid from Cambodia, but other than that,, seems to dart back into the social shadows of ugly step-child world.
On the radio today, I heard of an off-broadway play that’s going on right now in Balboa Park, called “The Adoption Project”. So I invited Becc & her boyfriend John, and we saw the 7:30 show.
Very interesting take on adoption and how it affects the women in this equation; specifically the daughter, birth mother & adoptive mother. It’s hard to stage inherent connections between people,,, but the show focused on that search that many adoptees experience… wanting to find & know who gave birth to them, and why they were given up; perhaps finding new ways to appreciate the ones who picked them up & brought them into their homes, raising them as their own. It also touches on regrets of mothers who gave their children up, once upon a time, for whatever reasons. It was a good show. Though provoking (=
Earlier in the afternoon, as I was looking for tickets, I walked around Balboa Park.
(insert pics of Balboa Park) [2]
The squadron ran a physical fitness test (PFT) this morning at 7. For Marine PFTs, there are 3 events + the weigh in. Height-weight measurements are to verify Marines aren’t out of weight limits. Then there’s the pull-ups, stomach crunches & 3 mile run.
The 3 events are scored, with 100 points being the max for each. To “max” our pull-ups, guys have to do 20 dead-hang pull-ups. (Each pull-up is worth 5 points). Female Marines do a timed flexed arm hang. To “max” out stomach crunches, we have to do 100 inside of 2 minutes. (Each crunch is worth 1 point). To “max” the run, we have to finish 3 miles in 18 minutes or less. There once was a time… but that’s 10 years gone (=
I got through my run in 19:17 though. Not too bad! (Every 10 seconds is worth 1 point after 18 minutes, so I only got 92 points for the run). So my total score was 292. (=
I started checking-out of the squadron after that, until my phone rang, letting me know the plumber was on his way to the house to install my new toilet,,, I had to run home to let him in.
This guy was a colorful personality, if not a touch evangelical. There’s a new Christian church, or movement or something called “the Rock”. According to Bill the plumber, the appeal is, it’s led by a former pro football player who experienced some struggles, and pulled himself back up… discovering a calling to religion along the way. He’s rough around the edges, but wears his heart on his sleeve- much like Bill describes himself. (=
Ha ha. It’s funny how much you learn about people from just listening a while.
(insert pic of toilet installation) [1]
After that I had lunch with Becca & helped her develop new business cards.
Becc is Korean. She’s an American now, but she & her older sister were adopted when they were little (3 & 5 I think). In the past year they just came into contact with their birth parents for the first time in memory. It’s been a strange mix of feelings… Adoption is one of those subjects that seems to jump into public awareness when Angelina Jolie brings home a new kid from Cambodia, but other than that,, seems to dart back into the social shadows of ugly step-child world.
On the radio today, I heard of an off-broadway play that’s going on right now in Balboa Park, called “The Adoption Project”. So I invited Becc & her boyfriend John, and we saw the 7:30 show.
Very interesting take on adoption and how it affects the women in this equation; specifically the daughter, birth mother & adoptive mother. It’s hard to stage inherent connections between people,,, but the show focused on that search that many adoptees experience… wanting to find & know who gave birth to them, and why they were given up; perhaps finding new ways to appreciate the ones who picked them up & brought them into their homes, raising them as their own. It also touches on regrets of mothers who gave their children up, once upon a time, for whatever reasons. It was a good show. Though provoking (=
Earlier in the afternoon, as I was looking for tickets, I walked around Balboa Park.
(insert pics of Balboa Park) [2]
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