So the treadmill finally got uncovered and put into use...just walking at first. Something the manufacturers don't tell you about the treadmill is that they have an incredibly high bore factor. I had to start getting outside to walk. A Command Sergeant Major who is a member of my church got wind of my exercising and started asking me if I wanted to go with him. Now, this guy runs all the time, and even though he is about 15 years older than me, he can run me into the ground. I know I am big and out of shape, but that does not mean my pride wants to be pummelled...but what do you say? "No...I don't want to start exercising with you because you will embarrass me and make me feel really bad about myself and then I will have to buy two candy bars and a Dr. Pepper on the way home and negate everything we accomplished by walking anyway!" (Oh yeah... when I first started going to the track with the CSM, I couldn't even run a quarter mile...so we had to just walk...this really increases the humiliation factor.)
So after the obligatory "...oh...I wouldn't want to slow you down..." and after his insistence I said sure. Then I ask him what time he is going to pick me up. 0445!! or in other words...4:45 AM.
The CSM was (and is) a great friend to me through this ordeal of going into the Army(as well as just a friend in general), especially early on. When I finally reached my weight goal, he bought me my first set of official Army PT's as a reward. That is a memory I will always treasure. He really provided a lot of encouragement through a tough hurdle.
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