Tuesday.. i finally got my Diver’s Gold..
9mins 12sec.
credit for Instructor Sia.. he paced me from the last 3 rounds..
and Instructor BK for the last push..
”10… 9… 8… 7… 6… 5… 4… 3… YES!”
rope climbing with fins didnt match my expectations..
in fact… it is easier to climb with fins than boots
confidence jump hurt my balls again..
i wonder how it will hurt when the HMS Terror comes..
timed swim.. i tot it would be a suffering session..
i realise i was wrong in the middle of our 8km road march…
it was Thursday..
early in the morning..
drew our arms.. all set ready to go..
for me..
first 50m.. was the only easy time..
the rest was hell
the pace is fast.. very fast..
it was a battle in the mind..
give up!!! give up!!! it shouted..
but i didnt..
the field pack was dragging me..
songs were shitty
and everyone were scolding one another..
spirits were low..
4km mark.. Ian fainted for a few minutes….
scared the shit of out me..
Instructor Puy slapped him hard in the face..
finally he recovered his conscience
we continued after the spread of cool water
never did we tot it will be so suffering
next 4km to go.. and we went
more and more people could not take in..
after the 8km march alot of us has problems..
overheat.. physical exhaustion.. chest pain.. the list goes on..
Friday.. Warrant Tan told us before we book out for the half day..
”today is the introduction of PCP, it is only the less than 50% of what you will expect”
and we were all like dogs already
Divers… A Special Breed of Men?
or Divers… A Man-like dogs?
hahahahahaha im crazy..
but i wont give up just like that..
i’ll be a Naval Diver of the 31st Batch!
HOOYA!
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