Out of the sky, into the darkness
The six-days break is coming to an end. Suddenly, I don't feel like going back. Not that I usually do, but this time the feeling's much more intense. Field camp is on this Saturday, which implies a 2-weeks confinement (again!). As if that isn't bad enough, there'll be route marches too. God, please make time pass faster.
Panda told me he lost weight during field camp. I can't imagine what will happen to me. People say you'd gain weight during BMT, and hoping that it wasn't just a hypothesis, I took out my weighing scale and prayed for at least a 45. I was dead wrong. Instead, the needle went the other direction and stopped at 40. At this rate, I will not be carrying the field pack; it'll be the other way round.
The thought of booking in has murdered my every interest. I'll be back two weeks later, and I should have got back my results by then. We'll see how things go from there.