END OF 2009 & BEGINNING OF 2010

OCTOBER - NOVEMBER

The first month back from R&R was one of the toughest in my deployment. Unlike when I first got here, I knew what I was doing. The first month here in May-June was tough, but it was also a blur. I had the fire hose plugged into my mouth and on full blast. The first month back from R&R just crawled. When you’ve got 4, 5, 6 months to go, it seems so far away.

I got back in mid-October and jumped right onto night shift. This is the first time in my entire life I’ve ever worked on night shift. I’ve done 24+ hour ops or been on exercises where we didn’t sleep, but I’ve never been assigned to night shift. I realized quickly it’s a matter of taking my day shift battle rhythm and flipping it upside down. I stayed with the same system. Sleep till right before I go on shift at 1800. Work-out at 2230. Chow at 0000. Return to desk and work till 0600. Go to breakfast. Go back to room, take shower, spend an hour or so of “me” time reading or watching a movie, go to sleep. Do it again. It took me about two weeks to settle back in. I don’t like night shift for the simple reason that there are just not as many people to talk to and not as much going on. It is a lot more laid back because most of the key leaders are sleeping, and you get to watch all the sports in the States real time. That’s nice, but I still don’t like it. I’d rather be in the action.

My 1st roommate left the beginning of November and my new roommate came in about 5 days later. My first roommate, CPT Bill Jennings a lawyer with the JAG Corps, heads back to Atlanta and my new roommate comes in, MAJ Jeff Breloski a lawyer with the JAG Corps, replaces him. Small world. J Jeff stays through the beginning of December.

Finished off October with another 5K on October 31, Halloween. This was my first one since returning and I could tell I’d been off. Gotta get back on track! J This was the first one we’ve done in the evening. It was really fun. I dressed up as hippy, though I didn’t go all out with the bell bottoms and boots. I still wanted to run a good time. As you can see in the picture, I wore a pink afro. My tribute to Breast Cancer Awareness Month. You should have seen how all out some people went. We had the full complement of Super Heroes…Captain America, Wolverine, Spiderman, Thor, etc. There were a whole unit of guys in togas and much more. The most fun run yet!

We also had a pretty cool Fitness Challenge for this quarter. We had to do a full Triathlon in 45 days or less. That means 2.4 miles in the pool, 112 miles on a bike, and 26.2 miles of run. I was able to convince Corey (MAJ Gerving) and Jim (He’s now LTC Schultz. He got promoted at the beginning of the month.) to do it with me. Corey was in Atlanta and he had a tough time. I’m learning it’s tough for the guys in Atlanta, because they spend so much time commuting. (I know what that’s like!) Oh, and I put the challenge out on Facebook and lo and behold Ben Rao jumped in from St. Louis, MO. That was cool. In fact, Ben ended up being my greatest competition. I had two additional challenges while doing this. First, just like with the English Channel Challenge, I was determined to still do my usual weight lifting and just work in the swim, bike, run. Second, I had to go to Qatar to Al Udeid Air Base to help Corey on a mission. I lost a couple of days to travel, but kept going in Qatar. I finished in 20 days. Ben finished in 19 beating me by a day! As his prize, I sent him the t-shirt and then to my pleasant surprise, found out he sent me his t-shirt from a triathlon he’d done in St. Louis. Very Cool!

Back to the trip to Qatar. This was a really cool opportunity for me. Jim and I were given the opportunity for one of us to go now and the other to go to the Space Conference in February by COL Henderson and LTC Zellmann. I took the first trip, because Jim was just coming back from R&R. I went up to Ali Al Saleem Air Base (same place we fly out of to go back and forth to the States) to meet up with Corey. From there, we caught a C-130 to Qatar. Long day, because you sit there all day and have to wait and see if you can get on the flight, but still and adventure. Believe it or not, this was the first time I’d ever flown on a C-130. It was a long uncomfortable flight, but still interesting. We arrived on Sunday and checked in to the transient housing (tents). Al Udeid is an interesting post. It’s a lot more spread out than Camp Arifjan or Ali Al Saleem. They have a bus system, but they also have this really cool unwritten rule where anyone with a government vehicle that has room stops and picks you up. We were there for 5 days and never rode the bus. While accomplishing our mission (mostly classified) and checking out the Air Force’s command facilities (also mostly classified), Corey and I did a comparison between Camp AJ and Al Udeid. Here’s what we came up with.

Al Udeid is better because…..

* Free internet over the whole base
* Pub with 3 beers or cocktails per day
* Large common area with big screen TV and music
* Computer/phone center with free calling and internet
* People pick you up and help you get around the base
* Ladies can wear bikinis at the swimming pool
* Dairy Queen right on the swimming pool
* Better pizza at DFAC

Camp Arifjan is better because…..

* The DFAC is much better overall. Better fruit, better salad bar, Gatorade
* Easier to walk across
* Much nicer work-out facilities with newer equipment
* PX, MWR and work-out facilities more centrally located
* Better surf and turf night
* Quarters walking distance to work
* 5Ks better organized and you get a t-shirt
* Transient quarters are not tents (I bldg)

The return trip was a real treat. Corey had asked Larry (MAJ Kimbrell) back in Kuwait to see

about getting us on a C-12 flight back rather than the C-130. Larry really came through. It turned out that a C-12 was available on Thursday…..the CGs C-12. For those that don’t know what these are (I didn’t know.), these are the small private jets the Army uses. The CGs jet is brand new. The jet was used to fly a COL and team up into and around Iraq. They’d just dropped everyone off and were headed back to Al I Al Saleem. We were essentially hitching a ride. Two majors lounging out in a 3-star general’s private jet. Very nice ride. The flight was 1 ½ hours rather than 3 hours. Thanks Larry!

Outside o f the trip to Qatar. November just crawled by, as I talked about earlier. Like in the first half, I’m trying to take this in bites. I’m thinking just get through Thanksgiving and then just get through Christmas and the New Year. I know that the Holidays is going to be no fun being away from the family, so I figure if I can get through it, it’ll smooth out from there. They folks at the DFAC did a great job with our meal and the decorations. Check out the different pictures. They really do go all out with the sculptures and the cake. Amazing what our cooks do with butter! Pretty good food. Not like home, but pretty good. Angela and the kids went to Bowling Green, KY to be with my family for Thanksgiving. I got to talk to everyone a couple of times. It was nice to talk, but also a painful reminder that I’m not there. I was glad to get through it.






















We had multiple 5Ks in November. The Marine Corps birthday, the National Guards birthday, and a Turkey Trot run on Thanksgiving Day. I’d decided after I missed the Warrant Officer birthday in July that I wouldn’t miss another 5K or fitness challenge. Four 5Ks in a month is kicking my butt! That’s what I get! Definitely getting my behind whipped back into shape after R&R.

DECEMBER

I’ve picked up a new work-out partner. SGT Jeremy Coleman with AMD, the missile defense section that sits right behind us in the COIC, approached me about joining in. I was more than happy to take on another partner. I’ve fallen into a bit of a rut. I go every day. Can’t miss a day, but I wasn’t pushing myself like in the beginning. Having a partner to spot me and push me to do more is a good thing! And…being a social animal, it’s nice to have someone to talk to while working out! SGT Coleman leaves in February, so we’ve got 60 days to get him working in the program.

December came on with more 5Ks. I’m starting to lose track. I’ve got to collect up all my t-shirts to see how many 5Ks and Fitness Challenges I’ve competed in. There was also a 40 and over basketball tournament called “It’s Cool to Be Old School” Tourney. This one rather than officiating, I got to play in. I turned my name in as an extra and got picked up. There were only 4 teams, but surprise, surprise if we didn’t win the thing! We won a game, lost a game and then

had to come out of the loser’s bracket. We did it winning two games against the team that had previously beaten us. It was really funny. We all came out getting after it in the 1st game of the finals. We were down at the half, but went on a run in the second half. We ended up winning by about 10 and the score was in the 50s. The second game of back to back, not so much energy. You can see in the picture what the final score was. We were lucky to get into the 30s. There were a lot of guys sore. It sucks getting old!

I got right back into refereeing in November and December. MWR does not hesitate to start one sport right after the other. We picked up in flag football and had a couple of tournaments I worked in. There was a basketball tournament Thanksgiving week and a 1 pitch softball tournament Christmas week. I was originally surprised to see such a robust intramural program when I got here. I’m used to this at posts in the States, but didn’t expect it here in the war zone. What I’ve learned is that most all of us with USARCENT are on TCS (temporary change of station) or TDY (travel) orders, the support folks that run the post are mostly on PCS (permanent change of station) orders and the civilians come here for 1-3 year tours many times with their families. Those of us with ARCENT fight just like the folks in Iraq and Afghanistan with many traveling back and forth among the different war zones doing our jobs, but the folks here running the place are just like the folks running a post in Europe or the States. Thus, more continuity to support an intramural program. Good for me and other soldiers here more temporarily. This is probably what Victory Base in Iraq will turn into over the next decade or so when we pull most of the combat troops out of Iraq and the security continues to improve.

The DFAC folks again went all out. I don’t know where they get all the butter, but man do they go all out with the sculptures.

The weeks around Christmas were a real bummer. I’m a pretty upbeat guy and I’ve figured out how to survive and even thrive while here, but not being home for the Holidays got to me. The week leading into Christmas and the week between Christmas and New Years were the hardest I’ve had to deal with since I first got here in May. I was pretty down. Angela and the kids sent me a tree and ornaments and my mother-in-law, Olivia, and grandmother-in-law, Louise, sent me lights and some other decorations to put up in my room. I decorated our work area also. That helped a little, though I was glad to get through Christmas and I quickly took everything down.

Angela and her mother took the kids to Orlando and Disney World as a surprise. They were surprised and had a blast! They then drove up to Myrtle Beach to Olivia and Randy’s (father-in-law) house for Christmas. I got to record some messages on Oovoo video for t hem to watch. I read “Twas the Night Before Christmas” for the kids to watch Christmas Eve. I was able to get online for a short time via video conference and watch the kids open presents. I was glad that the link wouldn’t stay up, so I didn’t get to stay on long. Made me too sad. Better to get back to work and get through the day. The blues stayed with me the week after Christmas.

I was wondering what would happen when I got to New Years. New Years is my favorite holiday of the year. I love the idea of a fresh start. I love the idea of setting goals and preparing for a new year. I love the joy and celebration that goes with New Years. I wondered how I would feel being away during my favorite holiday. I was a little bummed out New Years Eve morning, but interestingly enough while watching everyone’s posts on Facebook my spirits started to lift. I started thinking about the New Year. I got to talk to Angela and the kids. I had some nice chats with friends via Facebook and email. I started getting fired up! I celebrated the New Year at the gym. I was actually on the treadmill right at midnight Kuwait time. I had this euphoria that swept over me. I was running full speed into 2010. Right then, while running, I prayed. I thanked God for everything wonderful in my life. I thanked Him for guiding me and I thanked Him for the amazing perspective I’d gained through this experience. I guess a combination of adrenaline and energy just filled me with this amazing euphoria. It was pretty amazing! I began the New Year on a truly high note!

I always write down my goals for the New Year. I always write them down, put them aside, and then many times forget what I wrote. This year I’ve decided to share them with everyone. I hope that by sharing them with my wife and my readers that either this’ll help me remember them or everyone will remind me. J Anyway, here are my ten 2010 goals.

NEW YEARS GOALS 2010

I believe in goals not resolutions. I’ll quote my brother John. “Resolutions are made to be broken. Goals are not.” New Years is one of if not my single favorite holiday. I love the idea of a fresh start. I love the idea of starting fresh. Fresh energy, fresh passion, fresh ideas. So….each year I list my goals. This year is no exception. Here are my 10 goals for 2010 in no particular order of importance.

* Marry my wife…again
* Get promoted to Lieutenant Colonel (LTC)
* Establish or join two local charity organizations
* Step up to the next level in my career
* Continue to improve credit
* Complete mini-triathlon
* Celebrate 40th Birthday with family and friends in June
* Begin traveling to new places on vacations with my family
* Learn to ride a snowboard
* Get fitness/wellness/nutrition certified

I don’t know what 2010 has in store for my family and I. I don’t know what 2010 has in store for our nation and our world. But…..I’m hopeful. I’ve seen such much of what is going on in the world in 2009. I’ve seen the good and bad, but I’ve really seen more good. I’ve seen what treating other respectfully does between Christians, Muslims, Jews, Hindus, etc. I’ve seen that most people in the world want to raise their families and earn a living. I befriended the young Indian man at the DFAC that serves me breakfast every morning. He’s there every single day and when he sees me his face lights up just because I smile and say hello. He’s there every day earning in a month what many of us earn in a week or less. I see the Pakistani men that work for MWR at the gym that smile and come up to shake my hand when they see me, because I always take the time to stop and talk to them to ask them how they’re doing. It’s amazing what happens when we treat each other respectfully. I know there are those extremists out there that just don’t care about a smile and a laugh. I know there are some that are just too far gone, but I think I we isolate them and get the rest of the world behind us that we can make this world a better place.

I’m determined in 2010 to be better than I was in 2009. I’m determined to enjoy every minute, even those I’ve still got here in Kuwait. I’m determined to treat everyone with respect no matter how different our opinions may be. I’m hopeful for a great 2010 and I’m determined to do my part.

So….I’ll start out with my first positive thought of 2010. I’m going to be home in 2010 more days than I am deployed. Hooray! :)

One last thing I’d like to share…..

READING LIST

I haven’t had as much time to read as I’d have liked, but I have made a little dent in the library of books so many wonderful people have sent me. Here’s my list with each book rated 1-5 stars with 5 being the best.

Rating Title Author

***** Travelers Gift Andy Andrews
***** The Shack William Young
**** Lost Symbol Dan Brown
**** The Gathering Storm Branden Sanderson & Robert Jordan
**** A Man After God’s Heart Thomas Nelson
**** What Would Google Do? Jeff Jarvis
**** The Noticer Andy Andrews
**** The American Lion Jon Meacham
*** No Ordinary Time (FDR & Eleanor) Doris Kearns Goodwin
*** When I Relax I Feel Guilty Tim Hansel
*** D-Day: 24 Hrs That Saved the World Time Magazine / Tom Hanks
** The Simple Truth David Balducci
** The Cambridge History of Warfare Geoffrey Parker
** Makers of Modern Strategy Peter Paret
** The Rum Diary Hunter S. Thompson
** The Dynamics of Military Revolution Knox & Murray
** The American Presidents David C. Whitney
* Mongoose Theatre R.W. Meredith
* National Sunday Law A. Jan Marcussen

September in Kuwait, R&R and October in Kuwait

For those that are really curious about where I'm working, check out this link. This is a pretty good blog post about Camp Arifjan and what a soldier needs here.

http://twowheelsburning.com/article/articleview/116/1/9/

It’s mid-November already. Time is rolling on past and for me right now….that’s a good thing. As I’ve gotten older, I’ve learned to try and appreciate every day and not to be in a hurry to go from one day to the next. They pass fast enough as it is. However, during this deployment, I’ve got no problem with the days passing quickly.

The deployment’s not been too bad. I’ve got a pretty good job in a secure location and I work with some good people. However, I just cannot stand being away from my family. I knew it was going to be hard. Ang and I had some long talks about it, and how we’d coop. We’re doing well, but it sucks. I really don’t know how soldiers do this over and over again. I adore my wife. I love to be with my children. I know I’m doing the right thing here, but that doesn’t mean I have to like it.

Anyway, September brings me that much closer to my 15 days of R&R. I’m scheduled to head back to the states on September 29th. I cannot wait!

SEPTEMBER

Talk about counting the days…..for a minute I thought I’d never get through September, but I did. I finished the English Channel Swim Channel on Labor Day. That was 30 days after I started. I am definitely a much better swimmer now. I can swim a mile in about 45-50 minutes. That swim took me 1 hour and 10 minutes in the beginning. But….I’m sure glad that’s done. It was a bear. I got the MWR worker on duty to take pics of me just as I finished. He got some good shots that I posted on Facebook. We got a nice blue tee-shirt for our efforts. J

That brings me to Facebook. Wow! I was a pretty big user before, and I taught classes on social networking for Coldwell Banker United and the Emerald Coast Association of REALTORS, but now I’m an avid user. 12 hours a day in front of a computer will do that to you. It’s been a great way from me to keep connected with everyone back home. I love the pictures and I love the commentary. Unfortunately, I’ve fallen in love with something else on Facebook. I’m totally addicted to Mafia Wars. It’s a game application on Facebook. I’m not a big video game person and I’ve never taken the time to do any online gaming. I guess I’ve just been too busy on other stuff. But I’ve gotten into this one….I just can’t seem to tear myself away from it. Thank goodness you run out of energy and stamina. You can only play for about 15-30 minutes at a time and then you have to wait 3-5 hours. Oh well, just something else to help pass the time.

I spent September working on getting our sections equipment drawn and a work station set-up in the G3 operations area. Because I was the day shift soldier and one of the people with the longest time left to serve back in the summer, I got designated the property book person. Basically, I get to sign for all the equipment for our section. This includes an up armored HMMMV with all the bells and whistles. (No weapon, yet.) I also get to sign for all the computer equipment, which includes 3 laptops, 5 monitors and all the accessories that go with. I’m now responsible for about $150,000 in equipment. Oh well, it could be much more. Anyway, we’re working on getting a work station set up of the Command Operations Information/Intelligence Center (COIC) floor. That’s a good thing. We’ll have a computer and work center for when we have more than 2 people working at time. This is usually when the whole section comes into down for exercises.

I’ve pretty much got the job down. I can still learn a whole lot more about space operations, but I’ve got the current operations job here with ARCENT pretty figure out. Mostly trying to figure out what else I can learn about the world of space and 3rd Army operations. MAJ Corey Gerving has been a good teacher. He’s also been a great work-out partner. Since we started working out together at the end of August, I find I’m pushing myself harder. Having somebody watch over you adds to the motivation!

We ran a couple more 5Ks. Seems like we have one every couple of weeks. The weather has had an interesting impact on us this month however. All through the summer, we had dry wind out of the north (Iraq) and 110+ degree heat. We’d run at 5a-6a in the morning when it’d usually be 90-100 degrees. You got used to it. Ran a 5K in that weather early in the month. I ran it in 22:30. Feeling pretty good about myself. A week later, the wind shifted and began coming in off the Arabian Gulf to the east. That brings humidity, which if you’re not used to it is brutal. 50-75% humidity when you’re used to 10% makes if feel like its 150 degrees. We ran a 5K in this kind of weather that morning and I didn’t hydrate properly. I started out like I always do….really fast. About halfway through, it hit me. I couldn’t cool down. I felt like my head was on fire. At the 4K mark, I was toast. I was light headed and struggling. I soldiered through. I finished in 22:47. Realized as I was drinking water and hydrating afterwards that the humidity had such a huge impact. It didn’t just hit me though. One of the really fast runners collapsed at the finish and had to have medical attention. Gotta remember that. The humidity will be in Florida when I get home for R&R.

R&R

I left Camp Arifjan via bus on a Tuesday morning at 6.00am. I told Angela that since I was going back to the states I’d get back the 8 hours I’d lost and hopefully be at the Ft. Walton Beach airport sometime Tuesday afternoon. Boy was I off! I arrived at Ali Al Saleem Air Base around 8.30am. We had a 9.00am briefing where we signed in and then were told to return at 12.30pm to go into customs. I had some lunch, got my watch fixed. While wandering around, I met my friend, LTC Keith Farley, from all the way back at the first mobilization station, Camp McCrady. He was headed home to Annapolis, MD for his R&R at the same time. We reported for the 12.30pm formation. We then entered “lock down” until we got on the plane. We went through another briefing and then proceeded with our bags through Navy customs. This was painful! We had to take every single thing out of all of our bags for inspection. I had two bags (I took a bunch of stuff I didn’t need home for good) and a carry on. It took me about 1 ½ hours to get through all the scans and searches. We then sat in a little holding area where we could eat and watch TV. We finally boarded a bus for the airport about 5.00pm. The next stop was at the water point / holding area that they have between Ali Al Saleem and the Kuwait International Airport. I wrote about this back in the beginning. We sat there for about two hours. I’m still not sure what purpose this place has. Why couldn’t we sit back in the nice air conditioned holding area at Ali? Why stand out in a sandy parking lot with nothing but water for two hours. Anyway, we finally boarded the bus and headed to the airport. We climbed on the plane about 7.00pm. (Are you starting to see why the trip takes so long?) We took off about 7.30pm. The first leg was 5 hours to Leipzig, Germany. Coming through in May, it was only 2 ½ hours from Shannon, Ireland. Why the longer route? I was stressing by this time. I’d had no contact with Angela since the day before. I found a pay internet point and emailed her to give her a status update. (Internet was free in Shannon, Ireland.) She had been worried. I’d finally gotten my itinerary for my connection to Ft. Walton Beach by that time. I told her I wouldn’t be in until sometime Wed. We took off from Germany about an hour after we’d arrived. Really tired by this time. No first class seating this time through. I sat with Keith and we had a seat between us, but it’s still not very comfortable. Slept fitfully. Landed in Atlanta at about 6.30am Atlanta time. That’s 2.30pm Kuwait time the next day after I’d left. Went through customs and the Delta ticket line they’d had set-up for us. Got my connection ticket moved up to 10.30am. Yippee! Said good bye to Keith and headed to my gate. Starting to actually get excited now. I met a nice guy on the flight to Ft. Walton Beach to talk to. Helped to pass the time and settle my nerves. I’d been dreaming about this day since June. I can’t believe it’s here. I arrived in Ft. Walton Beach at about 10.30am central time. Walked briskly off the plane and through the gate terminals. Not a big airport. J As I came down the escalator to bag claim, Trey and Audrey saw me. Trey came sprinting to me and leapt into my arms. I cannot properly describe the joy in that moment, though Ang did a pretty good job catching it on camera. Audrey, interestingly enough was a little more hesitant, but after she saw me pick up Trey, she came to me. I got a huge twin huge. Kissed Ang and hugged everyone. Couldn’t stop smiling. One of the most unbelievable feelings in my life to see my family after such a long time. I didn’t lose that smile the whole time I was home.

I won’t go through all the details of my R&R here, just the highlights. I’ll let the pictures speak for themselves. I’d resolved to just live each day one at a time and not be in any hurry to get somewhere or do something. I’d conditioned myself to have to expectations and make no demands. I just wanted to savor every moment. I did just that. The trip actually lasted longer than I thought it would. We get exactly 15 days from midnight the day we arrive at our home airport till midnight of the day we arrive in the Atlanta airport to return. Thank goodness they don’t charge us for traveling!

The first week was mostly settling in and trying to rest. I took great pleasure in driving the kids to school and picking them up at the bus stop. Ang organized a little party of close friends the first Friday I was home. Big cook-out by the pool at Kim Houdashelt’s Mom’s community. So many people to talk to. So little time. I did the best I could, but enjoyed every minute of it, until we had a little drama. Audrey slipped on a very slippery section of the pool deck by this manmade waterfall. She fell head first into the rocks in the waterfall. Split her head clean open. Ang and Kim rushed her to Sacred Heart Hospital’s ER, while Ritch Houdashelt and I held down the fort. Drama, drama. They returned hours later. Audrey with a nice doctor’s glue job and ice cream! She was the center of attention. The weekend consisted of the kid’s soccer game, which Audrey wasn’t allowed to play, because of the injury. The poor team had only 5 players and they needed 5. They all had to play the whole game. I was so proud of Trey. He played his heart out. We moved them up to U-8 this year, so at 6, he and Audrey are two of the youngest. He held his own, taking quite a few shots on goal. After soccer, as promised, we took them camping. We went to the Grayton Beach State Park just down the road. We did the beach that evening, set-up camp, grilled out, and had marshmallows and smores. That night….the kids slept like rocks while Ang and I chased off marauding raccoons again and again. The next morning exhausted Mom and Dad took the kids kayaking on the dune lakes. Beautiful. We also discovered at breakfast a place to get the world’s best Omelets. Red Bar in Grayton Beach. We then had raw oysters (at least I did) for lunch, and took the rest of the afternoon rest. (Ang and I needed it.)

The second week was pretty busy. The kids had school and Ang had just started her new job. She’s working part-time for an engineering company to try and build their business in the Panhandle. I worked around the house doing little chores. Wednesday I went to Audrey and Trey’s school in uniform. We had lunch with them and then I talked to their 1st grade class about what I do over in Kuwait. It was fun and the class was great. They asked a lot of really good questions. Thursday, it was time to head to New Orleans for our cruise. Ang had booked just the two of us on a cruise to Cozumel. Our good neighbor, Linda Cournow in conjunction with my parents, came to take care of the kids for us. Just a little couple time. We cruised out of New Orleans on Saturday and returned home on Sunday. What a nice trip. I hadn’t realized how easy it was to get to New Orleans much less to take a cruise. It was a little over 4 hours to the port in downtown New Orleans from our house. Not bad! We had an amazing time. I love my wife so much. I love spending time with her. I love seeing her happy.

We returned on Monday and so began the last of my R&R. We spent some good quality time with my parents. We had some great dinners and talked a lot. For the first time, I began to get apprehensive about leaving. Can’t believe I have to leave all this and go back to a war zone. Kind of surreal. Thursday was my last full day. We kept the kids out of school and had a kid’s day. Ang had to work half the day, so it was a whole lot of Daddy time. We rode bikes. We went to Fudpuckers (one of Audrey and Trey’s favorite restaurants) for lunch and saw the alligators. We played Putt Putt. We went bowling, where Ang met us. We bowled and then watched the kids play video games and air hockey. I didn’t realize they were so good at air hockey. We went home and then went to the swimming pool. We went home and changed again and headed to Baytown Wharf for dinner. We got there just in time to sit on the deck of the BBQ joint to watch the sunset as we had dinner. Perfect day, perfect evening. We finished up with letting the kids play on the playground to burn off the very last of their energy. Home finally to put the kids to bed and finish backing. Last night at home. Time just wouldn’t stand still for me.

The next day Ang and I drove the kids to school and dropped them off. There were hugs all around, but no drama. They really don’t like the emotion of good byes, especially Audrey. I got hugs and kisses and then they ran off with their friends. The next part was much tougher. Ang took me to the airport this time. The last time we couldn’t do it, and our friend John Schroeder took me. We thought we would give it a shot. We did really well until it was time to go through security. Too much. A quick hug and a kiss and we had to move on. I just don’t’ know how military folks do this for deployment after deployment. It’s so hard to leave.

Anyway, on to another trip across the pond. I wasn’t near as apprehensive this time, because I knew what I was headed back to. I met up with Keith Farley in Atlanta and we talked about that. It’s a bit easier when you know where you’re going. So, I went from Fort Walton Beach in the morning to Atlanta. We sat in the Atlanta airport until 7.00pm eastern time for the flight. Unfortunate surprise…no 1st class seating going in this time. Same set-up as coming out. We did fly through Shannon, Ireland just like last time to going in. That’s a much better way to go. We arrived Kuwait at 6.00pm on Saturday. We then went to the dirt parking lot and waited for 2+ hours, for what I’ll probably never know. That wait made sure I missed the last bus to Camp Arifjan that night. I had to wait around Ali Al Saleem from 1.00am till the next bus at 6.00am. Not fun. I caught the bus and finally arrived at Camp Arifjan at about 8.00am.


MY WIFE

I am a very lucky man. My wife, Angela, is an amazing woman. I talk from time to time about “soldiering on” and developing “battle rhythm”. Ang has done both of these things without any military training. She’s incredibly smart and gorgeous. She’s an amazing mother, sister and friend to everyone. But, what I’ve come to realize during this deployment is she’s tough as nails. She seems to have not missed a beat. I know me being go has been tough, because she’s got double duty, but the kids are thriving. Our home is just like it was when I left. They’re in the same routine. It’s amazing. So, on top of taking on single parenthood, my incredible wife has started working again. She’s working 10 hours week marketing for an engineering firm. Oh yeah, she’s also teaching a class each Sunday at church, volunteering with the PTA at the kid’s school and she’s taken over my coaching duties with the kid’s soccer team. But wait there’s more. She calls me the other day to tell me she’s just been hired to teach once a week at Northwest Florida Junior College. Amazing! She has such incredible energy and such a positive spirit. I know this has been tough on her, but she “soldiers on” and makes the best of it. I’m truly very blessed. I love you babe!

OCTOBER

I was back at Camp Arifjan on a Sunday morning, and right back to work Sunday evening. I’m working night shift now, so I slept all day and went in. Corey got me up to snuff. I really hadn’t missed much. The war kept on going. Everybody kept on doing their jobs. That’s one of the amazing things about this place. It goes 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. People just keep rotating in and out, but things just keep rolling on. USARCENT is a big logistical machine. It just keeps cranking stuff out and taking stuff in. There is no stop. There is no day off. There is not rest for this people machine. It just goes and goes like the Energizer Bunny. Pretty amazing to watch.

Corey’s replacement is here. MAJ Larry Kimbrell. Jim Schultz and I know Larry from back at Ft. McPherson in May. We went through a space class with Larry the week before we deployed. Good guy. Air Force officer that switched over to the Army. I bit quieter than

Corey. J Corey’s been taking him to the gym and introducing him to our work-out. Larry seems into it. I hope he keeps it up. I know he’ll l be impressed with the results when he’s done

in 6 months.

Me, I’m working out by myself again. I’m night shift, so I work out around midnight. It’s really quiet. There are about 5 people in the gym when I’m there, which in some way is nice, because I don’t have to wait for something I want to work-out on to come available. I’ve pretty much

got the place to myself. Night shift is much quieter than day shift, as you can imagine. Only the current ops people have night shift duties. All the planners, primary staff, etc. work during the day. I don’t like it. I’m a people person. Day shift is much more difficult, because you’ve got to constantly be on your toes, but there are people. I link interacting. I like networking. I like talking. J You can talk to people during night shift, but it’s always the same people. Not thrilled with being on night shift, but everybody’s got to take their turn. I’ll soldier through. There’s just 4 months or so left.

I’ve worked out a soft date with LTC Zellmann for rotating back to the states to out-process at Ft. McPherson and move towards demobilization. The date is the 1st of March, give or take a week. I told him I’m would be flexible and work around when our replacements are coming through to make sure he/she is trained, but I’ve got to be careful that I make sure to have enough time to go through demobilization and burn up any leave that I need to take. We’ll see.

THE HOLIDAYS

My goal right now is just to make it through November and December. It’s going to be tough not being home for the holidays. I’m missing Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Years with my family. The kids love Halloween. We go to Baytowne Wharf every year. All the shops give out the candy. It’s nice and secure with tons of other kids. They have a ball and we get to walk around with our adult beverages. The end of the night they have a show and then fireworks. I’m not a huge fan of Halloween, but I love how we do it in Destin. Thanksgiving Ang and the kids are going to Bowling Green to celebrate with my family. Lots of turkey, lots of BSing, lots of football. I’m going to miss everyone. Christmas is special because the kids really are into it right now. They’re going to Myrtle Beach this year to be with Ang’s family. No Christmas day golf with Randy for me. They’ll have fun with their Nana. New Year’s is one of my favorite holidays. I love the newness. I love the thought of starting out the New Year fresh. We always have a blast on New Years and then lie around and recover watching football and cooking good food on New Year’s Day. I’m curious to what it’ll be like here.

Oh well, everything’s just a new experience. That’s all I’ve got for now. See you all again after the holidays! Happy Halloween. Happy Thanksgiving. Merry Christmas. Happy New Year!

New MWR Fitness Challenge

Anyone want to joing me for Morale, Welfare and Recreation's (MWR) next diabolical fitness challenge? In August, we had to swim the English Channel in 45 days. Guess what they have in store for us now? A full triatholon....but we do get 45 days. There's no way I could do one in 1 day, but 45 days....I've got a chance!

Who wants to try this one with me? Here are the parameters for the challenge.

Rules of Competition:

Each competitor may take up to 6 weeks to complete a 2.4 mile swim, a 112 mile bike ride and a 26.2 mile run.

• Competitors may use a swimmingpool to complete the 2.4 mile swim. A total of 90 laps must be completed (down and back is considered 1 lap at our pool / 50m).
  

• For the 112 mile bike ride, competitors may ride a Stationary Recumbent or Upright Bike (or a Spin Bike if it has an odometer affixed to it), a checkout bike from the MWR Services Warehouse (building 129, located behind the Zone 1 Track) or a personal bike. If competitors ride a bicycle, they must complete 35 laps of the 5k run course.



• Competitors may run the 26.2 miles on a Treadmill, a Cross-trainer/Elliptical machine, or they may run outdoors on the track or the 5k run course.

The competition will end on 15 Dec 09. All competitors must have completed the 2.4 mile swim, 112 mile bike ride and the 26.2 mile run by this date. (We have to have a goal!)

Nutrition, Wellness and Fitness as I've Learned It While Deployed

Before (March 2009)

After (October 2009)

A number of your have asked me for my fitness and nutrition program that I used to lose 25 lbs in 5 months and to get myself in the best shape of my life. Honestly, I'm flattered by the attention, but I'll tell you that I had little idea of what I was doing when I started. I had a goal to drop 20 lbs and max my Army Physical Fitness Test (APFT) by the time I took R&R in September. I used some that I'd learned years ago combined with some that I'd read in Mens Health Magazine and the rest I figured out as I went. The biggest key for me (other than eliminating alcohol) was just plain consistency or stubborness. I knew I had to show up every day no matter how I felt and I knew I had to stick to my dietary plan. Anyway, it worked for me, so here it all is for any interested. I will say that I'll challenge any and all to try this for 6 months. I promise that if you do that you'll get results that'll surprise you and impress everyone around you.

NUTRITION & WELLNESS

FIRST: We set our target weight goals, and then we calculate our caloric intake. Here is an example showing how I came up with my numbers using a standard formula.

Target Weight: 175 lbs
x Base Factor: 10
Weekly Intake: 1750 calories

We now modify our factor based on how often we work out. Add 1 for every hour you work out weekly. I work out about 8 hours a week.

Target Weight: 175 lbs
x Modified Factor: 18
Weekly Intake: 3150 calories

Please note this is the amount of calories that can be consumed to maintain the target weight. To lose the weight, we have to consume less than this number.

SECOND: Set-up daily dietary goals. You don’t have to take your calorie counting calculator to the grocery or to dinner. Just get to know the general numbers and shoot to go lower for each meal. One big issue that is easy for me to deal with while deployed, but not at home is…alcohol! Alcohol consumption can easily add 500-1000 calories to a day. Think about drinking wine instead of beer with dinners and limit consumption except on special occasions.

These are my daily diet goals.

Breakfast: [30%] 2 Eggs
Wheat Toast w/ Margarine
Oatmeal, Grits or Yogurt
Fruit
Glass of Orange Juice
Glass of Milk

Snack: [5%] Energy Bar or Granola Bar

Lunch: [25%] Sandwich or Salad
Chips or Rice
Fruit
Pudding, Jell-O or Yogurt
Glass of Juice

Snack: [5%]: Piece of Fruit or Granola Bar

Dinner: [35%] Steak, Chicken or Fish
Rice, Potato or Pasta
Vegetable
Small Salad
Low Fat Desert
Glass of Juice

Weekly Tips:
1) Once a week eat whatever you want.
2) Eat within 1 – 1 ½ hours of working out.
3) Watch the “business lunches”!
4) Be consistent!
5) Cut down on carb heavy meals.


Wellness Words of Wisdom:
1) Have sex as much as you can. :)
2) Work to lower daily stressors.
3) Don’t check your weight every day. Make a plan and give it time to work.
4) Laugh….a lot
5) Find an active hobby and do it every week!

WEEKLY WORK-OUT SCHEDULE

Work-out Words of Wisdom:
1) Show-Up Every Day
2) Set Goals
3) Plan to Work-Out at Least 1 Hour Each Day

Daily Tips:
1) Do 3 sets of each exercise with 10-15 repetitions per set. Increase weight to get resistance. Work to muscle failure at the end of each set. Try to use free weights as much as possible.
2) Work quickly. Allocate 7 minutes per exercise with just 30 sec rest to move to the next exercise. The goal is to complete 8 exercises in an hour. If you have less time, simply eliminate an exercise or two.
3) Feel free to substitute new exercises. Don’t be afraid to experiment.


DAY #1: Chest & Triceps [1hr 20min]
1. 5-7 minutes of upper body stretching
2. bench press
3. triceps press with cables
4. incline bench press or incline machine chest press
5. curl bar overhead triceps press
6. decline bench press
7. dips
8. chest and triceps press down machine
[2 Mile Run]

DAY #2: Legs & Abs [1hr 20min]
1. 5-7 minutes of stretching
2. squats or leg presses
3. incline sit-ups & crunches (40+ per set)
4. leg curls
5. crunches (75+ per set)
6. groin press
7. leg/knee lifts
8. calf raises
[15-20 min on Bike]

DAY #3: Back & Biceps [1hr 20min]
1. 5-7 minutes of stretching
2. upper back pull down machine
3. bicep curl machine
4. lower back pull machine
5. bicep curl with cables or curl bar
6. rows
7. single arm dumbbell curls
8. dumbbell bent over row
[1.5 Mile Interval Run]
- Break the run into ¼ sections. Run ¼ as fast as you can and then jog a ¼ mile. Do this for 1.5 miles. Work to increase the intervals over time.

DAY #4: Shoulders & Abs [1hr 20min]
1. 5-7 minutes of stretching
2. shoulder bench press
3. swiss ball jack knife
4. lat pull downs
5. ab machine or crunches with weight on chest
6. single arm dumbbell shoulder lifts
7. lower back exercise (inverted, right side, left side)
8. chin-ups
[15-20 min on Bike Intervals or Elliptical]
- A tip for the bike intervals is to do it to music. Ride as hard as you can for an entire song. Slow down and rest on the next song. Repeat.

DAY #5: Mega Stretch and 5K [1hr 20min]
1. stretch entire body for 15-20 minutes
2. joint exercise – neck rolls, wrist rolls, knee rolls, etc.
3. run a 5K (approx 3.2 miles)

DAY #6: Sport / Aerobic Activity [1hr]
1. go for a swim
2. play a game of pick-up basketball
3. go for a hike or a climb
4. ride a “real” bike
5. play tennis
6. Do something fun, but get the heart rate up!

DAY#7: Rest

Some Random Topics

#1. Some of you have asked for an update on what we'd love to have in a care package, and I am your humble servant. :)

- Tootsie Pops
- Tootsie Rolls
- Kit Kats, Hershey Bars, Reece Cups (It's down to the low 100s, so stuff doesn't melt as fast. :)
- Rice Krispie Treats
- Brownies
- Energy Bars
- Peanuts
- Kleenexes
- Tylenol
- iTunes Cards

Again, thank you to all that have sent wonderful care packages. I hope you all don't mind, but I take great joy and sharing the goodies and treasures you send with the soldiers I work with and work around. Share the love!



#2. My wife Angela sent me a copy of The Shack to read. I highly recommend reading this book.

http://theshackbook.com/

I had no idea what to expect, though I did know this was a book about faith. Wow! I have not been taken on a roller coaster like that from a book in a long long time. The last time I remember being emotionally impacted like this was readying Where the Red Fern Grows as a kid and then A Time to Kill by John Grisham in college. I went from shock to terror to anger to fear and then I was pulled up by my emotional boot straps into this amazing sense of love and reconciliation.

William Young grabbed a hold of me using one of my greatest fears and took me on a ride with my faith that I'll never forget. I could barely read last 3-4 chapters from the tears flowing down my face.

Those of you that know me well know that I'm a intellectual believer. I like to understand things and reason through the "hows" and the "whys". I like to think things through. I like to talk things out. I've grown in my faith over the last few years, because I've had opportunities to do this and I've seen the results. I believe. I believe because I want to and I love how faith makes me feel. This book fits people like me perfectly. It really makes you think. It makes you look inside yourself and helps rationalize why faith and love are important...and useful.


I'd highly recommend picking up a copy of The Shaft or ordering the audiobook. (It's available on iTunes. I looked.) Check it out and feel free to share any thoughts on it here. I'd love to hear what other think.


#3. My deployment reading list. I had a lot more opportunities to read prior to getting to Kuwait. The daily 12 hour shifts have really curtailed by reading time, but I've continued to work through a couple of books. Here's what I've read since I mobilized in March.

Title : Author : Notes

The American Lion
Jon Meacham
Biography of Andrew Jackson

A Man After God's Heart
Thomas Nelson
A great book for Dads!

What Would Google Do?
Jeff Jarvis
Comparison of Business Practices

No Ordinary Time
Doris Kearns Goodwin
Biography of FDR and Eleanor

Mongoose Theatre
R.W. Meredith R
etired NCO and One of My Instructors

The Rum Diary
Hunter S. Thompson
Story of a Reporter in Puerto Rico

The Traveler's Gift
Andy Andrews
Positive Thinking / Self Help

The Cambridge History of Warfare
Geoffrey Parker
Reading for ILE

D-Day: 24 Hrs That Changed the World
Time
Coffee Table Book

Dark Wraith of Shannara
Terry Brooks
Fantasy

The Shack
William Young
Fiction: Story About Faith

Events from July into August in Kuwait

Wow! Where has the time gone? The 1st month took forever. The next month it started to speed up a little, but I was still getting my feet under me. 3 ½ months in and time is starting to fly. I can’t believe I’m already into September now. So…..what happened in July and August after the Peachtree Road Race on July 4th?

BATTLE RHYTHM

Some may have seen my posts on Facebook or just in reading this blog have seen where I refer to Battle Rhythm and are wondering what is Battle Rhythm? Think of starting a new job somewhere. You know how you spend the first month getting to know the office, getting to know co-workers, getting to know the job, etc.? It’s the same only we work here 24 hours a day 7 days a week and we’re in a different country. The assimilation into a job actually moves a little faster because of this.

My experience in the Army is in Armor (my original MOS/Branch), Armor and ROTC training operations, and the Signal Corps (my 2nd Branch). I honestly didn’t even know the Army had Space prior to this deployment. So….I’m not only dealing with being deployed overseas for a year, but I’m learning a whole new job in a whole new area. Needless to say, the learning curve has been incredibly steep.

We found out when we got here that our section put in a request for two reservists augmentees to assist with their mission from either the Signal Corps or Intelligence and with Top Secret clearances. They figured they’d had a better chance of getting a couple of smart soldiers this way. HA! The jury is still out. There is not yet a Branch for Space. It’s a functional area (FA), so Space has to pull in people from other Branches and train them in Space. On the clearance issue, Jim and I had Top Secret clearances, but no longer. They’re good for only 5 years. So, we’ve had to reapply since we’ve been here. It takes 3-6 months for the investigation.

So, we’re trying to establish a battle rhythm in a new place, learning a new job, and a new skill. For me, it all seemed to finally come together the beginning of August. That’s when I started to feel comfortable. I finally have a basic understanding of what I’m doing and what I’m supposed to be looking for. I’m a staff officer, so I don’t manage missions and troops. I do a lot of analytics

WORK –OUT RHYTHM

I thought I was doing pretty good working out 4-5 days a week before I got here. I’d improved my run time from 18 minutes for 2 miles to 16 ½ minutes. Little did I know that I wasn’t even close to what I was capable of. I set two goals when I arrived. I wanted to get down to 180 lbs and be able to max my PT test 2 mile rule. 13min 37 sec. Just to give you an idea of where I was starting from. …. I weight myself at 198 lbs in March right before I deployed. I was 192 lbs when I arrived in Kuwait.

I started first just making myself go to the gym every day, no matter what. (I took off 1 day a week to rest my body, usually Sunday.) If I couldn’t make it during lunch, I went on the evening. I cut my meal times down to 30 minutes or less to give myself more time in the gym. I first wanted to get in the habit of going every day. I wanted to get to where I’d feel bad if I didn’t get to the gym. That took about ½ a month to settle in. I then had to develop my routine.

You’ve seen in previous posts what I did with diet and work-out plan. The first month I saw results in my body hardening, but little weight drop. I weighed in at the end of June at 189 lbs. My run improved, but not a ton. I figured at this time it’d take me 3-4 months to really start seeing results. Wow! Was I off! It was like a switch went off right at the end of July. I started to fly on my run. I could see my body start to change. I kept having to cinch my belt tighter. Now, my rule was that I would only weigh myself once a month. I wanted to develop a routine, a rhythm. I didn’t want to be chasing a weight every day. Good plan! J I stepped on the scale at the end of July and weighed in at 183 lbs. I’d gotten my 2 mile run down to 13.45 for 2 miles. I’m already almost at my max time. I’m ahead of schedule.

August was where I really started to turn. I was settled into my work-out rhythm. I could feel my body changing every day. I could feel myself getting stronger. The MWR folks helped out but introducing a new short term program. They challenged us to Swim the English Channel. The shortest distance across the English Channel is from near Dover, England to Calais, France, a distance of 21.06 miles. That translates into 808 laps in the Camp Arifjan pool. The program started on August 12th. The incentive was a nice blue t-shirt and pride. Now, I thought I was a pretty good swimmer. At the beginning of August, I was swimming 18 laps a couple of times a week. HA! A mile was 38 laps! I had no idea what I was getting into. I was determined to keep up my regular work-out routine, so I’d do my normal work-out 4 days a week and swim the other 3 days or in the evenings.

Talk about watching the fat bleed off of your body. I’m wearing myself out, but I’m watching the change happen weekly. By the end of August, I could run 2 miles in less than 12.30. I can swim just short of 50 laps in an hour. The last week of August, 1st week of September, I was working out 1+ hour a day during lunch and swimming a mile every evening, so I could get done. My Space compadre, MAJ Corey Gerving, finished his swim on August 30th. I finished my on Labor Day (how appropriate right). I stepped on the scale at the end of the month last week, as is my rule, and weighed in at 178 pounds in my clothes.

REFEREE

Many of you know I referee basketball. For those of you that didn’t, I’ve worked up to high school men’s state tournament level and men’s junior college. I love basketball. I love the release I get out on the court. I was just starting to really start moving up the ranks when I got the call to deploy. I was really disappointed to have to take the year off. “Not so fast my friends”…. Camp Arifjan has a pretty robust recreation program, similar to that of a small college. I noticed the flyer one day and went to the Recreation Director to introduce myself. I found out there was a basketball tournament on the 4th of July weekend and I signed right up. I had Angela quickly ship me my gear. It was great to get back on the court! I found this also to be a great way to network on post and get to know more people. I followed up right after than into volleyball. I hadn’t done that since the University of Kentucky, but it was like riding a bike. I was lucky enough to get the championship game. I’m doing another basketball tournament through Labor Day, then flag football, and then back to the regular season for basketball during the winter. It all takes up some of the small amount of personal time I have each day, but it’s what I love. I won’t be as far behind as I’d thought for the 2010-11 season.

G31 SPACE SECTION

Now that I’ve been here 3+ months, I can talk more about the folks in my section. I’ve gotten to know them a lot better.

COL Henderson: He’s the Chief of Space and our top dog. He works in Atlanta, but has been forward for one exercise in June and now another exercise in August. He’s really tall and loves to tell jokes and stories. He keeps us going. He’s a big time horse enthusiast.

LTC Zellmann: He’s the Deputy Chief of Space and my direct supervisor. He worked as a physics instructor at West Point. He’s super sharp and tireless. He’s an absolute machine at work. He works out of Atlanta. He’s also been through for both exercises. He’s easy to talk to and doesn’t miss a thing.

MAJ Speth: Phil’s the Space officer Jim and I replaced. He’s gone back to Atlanta and he’s the lead for Space training. Phil’s one of those real attention to detail kind of officers. His work is tight. I got to know him pretty well when he was here with all the trips to Ali Al Saleem. He knows Army doctrine inside and out having worked in TRADOC.

MAJ Gerving: Corey’s been here since May, but I didn’t really start to get to know him until after the LW exercise at the beginning of June. He’s our Senior Space Officer forward. He’s here until November. He also taught physics at West Point. Super sharp, and he uses that brain power to remember everything, to include quotes from every movie he’s ever seen. Work-out partner and movie watching partner.

MAJ Kimbrell: Larry I probably know the least about. He’s been here a couple of times for the first exercise and the first week of July to fill in for Corey who went back to Atlanta for a short while for a conference. He came to Army Space from the Air Force’s missile program. He’s coming in October to replace Corey. Looking forward to getting to know him better.

SSG Holscher: The one and only NCO in our section. He’s a Signal guy (like Jim and I) specializing in SATCOM. Another super smart guy. He’s getting out of the Army in November. He’s at his 8 years. He’s already got multiple job offers. (Really good job offers) He works in Atlanta, but has been forward a couple of times now.

MAJ Jim Schultz: He’s my partner in current operations. I work the day shift right now and Jim works the night shift. We’ve been in the same place since the very first day. We mobilized at Camp McCrady on the same day and we’ve been together ever since. He’s an Arizona police officer in the “real world”. He’s married with two children.

That’s the crew! (We have a contractor in our section named Crawford Brown who I’ve only met once. I don’t know him, so I’ve got no info.) If you’d like to get to know Phil Speth, Corey Gerving, Jim Schultz, or Daniel Holscher better, they’ve got Facebook accounts. Go bug them there.

Basically a bunch of really, really smart guys. I mostly just keep my mouth shut and ears open. I’m absorbing from them everything I can as quick as I can.

COLD/H1N1

This is a big deal in the states and a really big deal in the military. Soldiers with flu symptoms are isolated, just like we do with the kids keeping them home from school. This is a major impact to operations, so as you can imagine, the top brass are really concentrating on it. I picked up what felt like a sinus infection at the beginning of August. It was concerning only because it weakened me and I did not want to pick up the flu virus. My partner Jim when down with what he originally thought was th flu for a week, but it ended up only being a sinus infection. I was concern with what was dragging on me, so I went to the TMC (medical center). I had not fever so flu got ruled out up front. So…I thought I had a regular bacterial sinus infection. The Doc said no that is was viral. Basically a cold. He prescribed Sudafed and rest. (Not much of a chance of rest. I can’t miss work or my work-out!) I wanted anti-biotic, but he wouldn’t give them to me. He said let it run its course and come back if it didn’t go away. I did not miss a day of work or a work-out, but it didn’t go away. I was still concerned because it continued to weaken me, especially at the end of the week. Two weeks later, I went back to the TMC. I got a different Doctor. He took one look at me and said….allergies. I hadn’t even thought about that. I had really bad allergy problems in Atlanta, but most of the problems went away when I moved to Florida. Good salt air! His first thing he said after examining me was that he wanted to treat this aggressively. Yeehaah! He gave me Flonase and Allegra for two months and said to come see him after that. Do you know that it started working after just 48 hours! Amazing! Apparently all the crap blowing out of Iraq through the desert into Kuwait was what was kicking my behind. I’m feeling great and I’m picking it up at work and at the gym!

TRIP TO KCIA

We don’t leave Camp Arifjan very often. We just don’t have the need to. However, every now and then we take a trip to Ali Al Saleem AFB or Kuwait International Airport (KCIA) when someone coming in needs a pick-up. I’d not had an opportunity to go to KCIA until this August. I’d only made the trip to Ali Al Saleem and Camp Buehring. I got my chance with the guys coming into Kuwait for the Lucky Strike exercise. SSG Holscher had come in with the lead element and he and I went to pick up LTC Zellmenn at KCIA. We had to change into civilian clothes, and due to a new policy that had just come out that week.

This trip was my first experience into Kuwaiti culture. First, I took a wrong turn and we ended up in a Kuwaiti neighborhood. It was what I would classify as a middle class neighborhood. Townhomes in a cul-de-sac community. They had swing sets. They had picnic tables. The cars were like any you’d see in a middle class American neighborhood. Really, the only difference was the architecture. All concrete with this sand colored stucco like finish. The second experience was in the airport itself. We didn’t want to go through a search upon running to Camp Arifjan, so I stayed with the vehicle while SSG Holscher went in to pick-up LTC Z. It was like any other bustling airport I’d ever been at only half the people coming and going wore the traditional white Arabic robes (men & boys) or the head to toe black burqa (women). Kids were still kids. They were excited and full of energy. Dads and Moms were just like us trying to keep them in tow while trying to get wherever they were going. There were the sprinklings of Europeans, American, or Middle Easterners not dressed in traditional Arabic outfits. It’s the first time I’d been in this country and actually felt like I was in a country with normal people rather than the isolated world that is a military post overseas.

LTC Z’s flight was late coming in and I had to take a leak so we switched. I got to check out the terminal. Everything was in Arabic…and English! Very interesting. The terminal was actually much cleaner and better organized than the ones I’d been to in Costa Rica, Mexico, and Turks & Caicos. We were both hungry, so we took advantage and grabbed some KFC. First KFC I’d had since early spring! (We just had to figure out how much change we’d gotten because it was all in Kuwaiti Dinars.

KIDS START SCHOOL

Audrey and Trey started 1st Grade on August 24th. I was so excited for them, but sad that I couldn’t be there to see them off. They’d had a great summer, but I know they were excited to. They love school. They love meeting people and making friends. They’re so not like me when I was a kid. J They got Ms. Patridge as their teacher. Angela sent me a picture from her camera phone right in front of school. I of course posted it right to Facebook. I’m so proud of them. Hard to believe that by the time I make it home for good they’ll be 7 years old and almost finished with 1st Grade.

LEAVE IS RIGHT AROUND THE CORNER!

OK, that brings me to here. It’s Monday, September 7th – Labor Day. I’m 191 days into the deployment (9 days short of halfway) and I’ve had 111 days “Boots on the Ground”. I’m scheduled for 15 days of leave at the end of this month. I cannot wait! I’m planning on resting, going camping with the kids, and going with my sweetie on a cruise. Man, I’m ready. I’m settled in here and in a rhythm, but no rhythm can get you over missing your loved ones. I can’t wait to take them into my arms!

The next couple of weeks were just dedicated to settling in. Imagine picking up your entire life, packing it into 4 suitcases, moving to a foreign country, and living out of those 4 suitcases while trying to learn a new job. Oh, and no runs down to the local pub to blow off steam. It makes every day interesting. It really, really sucks living in an open bay barracks with no idea when I’m getting permanent housing. It’s not so much the open bay, but the fact that I could be moving any day, so I can’t unpack. I can’t put up the drawings done by my kids or leave out my computer. Everything has to be tucked away each day I leave for work. Also, lights are only on from 1700-2200. A lot of people work shifts, so you’ve got to be quiet and respectful.

Now, the really interesting adventure in the barracks had to do with post housing deciding to “upgrade” our bay. A couple of the many bays in our building, the “I” building, have these cubicle types of partitions that separate each set of bunks. Essentially, every two people get a little private area in the bay. They decided to install these partitions in our bay. For the better part of 3 days, they installed them. Most of the time in the afternoon, but Sunday they decided to start about 0800. I’m glad I was already getting up to go to church! When they started on Friday, I noticed this odor and my eyes would burn when I lay down in my bunk. I was exhausted and the sand was blowing around, so I just crashed and didn’t think anything about it on Friday and Saturday. By Sunday, it was really starting to bother me. I spoke with a couple of the other guys in the bay and they said the same thing. One guy said it felt like CS burning. I went to the housing office and reported it that afternoon. They had the fire department come through soon after that. They walked through the building and then left. Guess what they decided to do? They pulled the fire alarm around 2130 hours, right before I was getting ready to crash. I wasn’t thinking, and I threw on some shorts and my flip flops. I stood outside for about an hour and watched the fire fighters go through the building. They taped off a perimeter. A few more “official looking” people came in. I went over to the gym and watched the NASCAR race with some other soldiers. About midnight, they decided they weren’t going to clear the building for reentry until the entry until morning, and everyone needed to go across post and stay in the tent housing. I was in a t-shirt and flip flops. I got luck and I ran into CW4 Kono. He works right behind me in the command center. He had a car and drove me over to the tents. He gave me a pillow, sheets, and blanket, which was a god send. I crashed in these open tents in a bunk with the lights on. I think I slept about 3-4 fitful hours with all the other folks coming in and out. Chief Kono had agreed to pick me up at 0900. I had nothing to take a shower with or even brush my teeth. I obviously called into work and told them I’d be a little late for my shift. Chief picked me up and took me back over to my building. They still had it closed. They let me go in to get shower supplies and my uniform, but I had to go over to the gym to shower. The “experts” were in our bay testing the air. In fact, they were right next to my bunk. Apparently, I was at the epicenter. They about 10 people running around trying to figure it out. I stood there as I gather up my stuff and told them the problem had started when they installed the partitions. It was like light bulbs started going off everywhere. Man…I could have told them the night before. They let everyone back in the building about an hour later, except for those of us in that bay. We had to gather up all our gear and move. Pain in the ass! I finally got over to work about noon.

I got to take a 3rd trip off post to Ali Al Salem Air Base. Phil Speth and I went to meet up with the guys coming back from the Space Conference. They’d left all their gear at Camp Arifjan while then went to Qatar to the conference. We took all the stuff up to Ali Al Salem to synch up before they headed back to Atlanta. We had quite an adventure going from the Army side of Ali Al Salem to the Air Force side and back to the Army Side. It’s all the same air base, but you’ve got to go on and off and through check points each time. The Army side didn’t like the stamp the Air Force side had put on our secure to secure paperwork and we had sit around for a “higher up” to decide that one Colonel, one Lieutenant Colonel, and 4 Majors that had just been at the Air Force part of the post 5 minutes earlier weren’t a threat. Typical military security snafus. The crew we were transporting was COL Henderson, the ARCENT Chief of Space, LTC Zellmann, the Deputy (and my boss), MAJ Kimbrell, ARCENT Space Ops, and MAJ Gardner, 1st Space BDE reservist here for the exercise and conference. All stuffed into an SUV with Phil Speth and myself. Needless to say it was interesting. COL Henderson has a quick wit and he had all of laughing while packed into the car like sardines. It was a pretty funny site. Phil and I dropped them off and headed back to Camp Arifjan. We got back around 11.00pm.

I’m starting to settle in more. The job is getting easier. I’ve developed a schedule for each day. The work-out and new diet is starting to work. I refuse to step on a scale, because I don’t believe in weight watching. I like to set goals and go after them. I’d rather just check myself once a month to see how I’m doing and not every day. My goal is to get in great shape and get my weight down below 180. I realized early here that they feed us to well. It’s way too easy to feed your face at the DFAC (chow hall) each day. I stop the TCNs (Third Country Nationals) who work at the DFAC from giving me the normal portions. I try to just get half portions. It took me a month or so to figure out what was available at the DFAC, but I’ve got a system down.

Here’s my typical weekly diet.

Concentration on the Following….
- Protein
- Low Carbs
- Fruit
- Smaller Portions

Breakfast
Scrambled Eggs, Omelet or Boiled Eggs
Hash Brown
Bacon, Ham or Sausage
3-4 Pieces of Fruit (Cantaloupe, Honey Dew Melon, Watermelon, Strawberries)
Gatorade

Snack
Peanuts or Nutra Grain Bar

Lunch
Tuna Salad, Egg Salad, Chicken Salad or Deli Sandwich or Taco Salad
Chips or Noodles
Jell-O or Pudding
Gatorade

Snack
Piece of Fruit

Dinner
Meat, Fish or Wrap
Vegetable
Salad
Pudding or Pie

Tea or Soda

Camp Arifjan is divided into multiple zones. There does not look like they have zones for any organizational purpose, but rather just added to them according to need. I currently live in Zone 1 in the “I” Building. I work in Zone 2 in Bldg 505. I hope to move to permanent housing in Bldg 507, right around the corner from my work soon. There is a DFAC in Zone 1 called The Oasis. It’s run by the Kuwaitis. There’s a DFAC in Zone 2 run by us. Zone 2’s DFAC is much better! The Oasis is nicer and you get to eat with real silverware, but the food is nowhere near as good. The Zone 2 DFAC is in trailers rather than a permanent building and you eat with plastic silverware (not good for always over cooked steaks), but the food quality and selection is so much better. Also, Zone 1 is where the movie theater, big PX, and gyms are. There’s a Zone 6 where the tent city is located for more temporary personnel and it has the biggest PX. I don’t venture down there yet. I’m still figuring out Zone 1 and Zone 2.

When or if I ever get a room, I’ll probably become just a Zone 2 person. I got a bike from MWR. I figure a bike will be good to ride to and from Zones to work-out and to go to the movies. It’s a pretty nice mountain bike. You sign them out. You just have to take them back one a month for maintenance and cleaning. They give you a helmet, lock, and lights on the bike for night ridding. I’ve not ridden a bike for years!

Father’s Day came and went. It was sort of a sad day, because I wasn’t with my kids, but I got to talk to them and Ang. I’ve realized that I’ve got to steel myself. I’m here and I’m not going home till September or leave. It’s part of what soldiers go through. You can’t let the separation get you down. You have to develop a rhythm, a daily system so that you can click the days off. You can’t dwell on what you don’t have. You have to concentrate on doing the job and moving on to the next day. I’m starting to settle in. I can feel myself hardening emotionally. I don’t like it, but I know it’s necessary. I’ve been through separation with the military, but never anything quite like this. This is really something new for me, and I’ve realized something new for Ang and the kids. We’re all cooping. For now, I’m really concentrating on my rhythm, so I can settle in and Ang won’t worry about me. That’s really the takeaway from my Father’s Day. Perspective….being away from family and friends on important holidays really helps you to appreciate better what you have.

The two big events (to me) for the months of June/July are my birthday on June 27th and the Kuwait version of the Peachtree Road Race. My birthday was no big deal to everyone else here, but it’s huge to me. The weekend of the 26th, 27th, and 28th was supposed to be the big weekend for my 40th birthday party down in Destin. I’d been planning the thing for about 5 months when I’d gotten orders to deploy. Postponed! Not cancelled! However, it was kind of a bummer to finally get to this date, and here I was in wonderfully hot Kuwait with no cocktails surrounded by people I barely knew. The nice thing was so many people back home reached out to me. I got tons of birthday wishes from friends on Facebook and Plaxo. I get birthday wishes via email and cards. I got some really nice packages from my family. Thank you to all of you. It made it all a little bit easier. I’m 40 years old now! (I did get to meet Wee Man of Jackass fame. Picture above. He signed my picture wishing me Happy Birthday. :)

Anyway, back to the run. The race is scheduled for 0500 on July 4th. I ran a 5K the weekend before my birthday and did pretty well. I’m definitely getting better. I found out that our Deputy Commanding General (DCG) is a big runner. MAJ Corey Gerving is the Senior Space Ops officer that is replacing MAJ Phil Speth. We’ve been getting to know each other. We were talking about the DCG at the morning shift change brief one morning being such a good runner. I told Corey I was running in the 10K race. He bet me a pizza I couldn’t beat the DCG in the 10K. Now, I’m 40 years old. The DCG is 51 years old. But….he works out like a fiend every day! Surely I can beat him right?

The day of the race came. There are a couple of significant things to report before I talk about the race. First, when I signed up for the race on the 23rd of June, I was given number 40 as the 40th person to sign up. How random is that? I then found out the morning of the race that this was the 40th running of the Peachtree Road Race. Now, this race in Kuwait is actually officially a part of the race in Atlanta. We’re timed group #12 and our results are sent back to Atlanta to include with theirs. Anyway, how about that for a sign! 40, 40, 40. I’m no Jose Canseco or Barry Bonds, but I’m part of my own 40-40-40 club! I can only see this as a sign that somebody wanted me here! J One more event that played into this weekend. I got my room assignment on Wed. I moved all afternoon and evening on Thursday. This was significant, because I actually got a good night’s sleep on Friday night before the race! My roommate is no here on Camp Arifjan. I’m not sure where he is, but I’m not complaining. I’ve got a room to myself right now.

On to the race….nice set-up, much like the one in Atlanta. Lots of energy and enthusiasm. They had music blasting and tones of volunteers. My unit, USARCENT, is based in Atlanta, so we’ve got a lot of people that are familiar with this race. The only thing really missing were the Atlanteans along the road handing out beer! There actually were some runners that dressed in costume just like they do in Atlanta. Anyway, the gun went off and there we went. I started out pretty fast, but the DCG took off like a rocket. I thought to myself “Oh Crap!”. He was fast, and I couldn’t keep up. My goal was to try to run in 48 minutes or less, so I just settled into my pace and let the race happen how it was going to happen. I did really well for the first 3-4 miles (5Ks). I was on pace. But…I started to tire. I started falling off pace by 10-20 sec for KS 6,7,8. However, much to my surprise, the DCG started slowing down more. I began to reel him in. I caught and passed him at 7 Ks. Now I just wanted to stay focused and get as close to my goals as I could. I knew I wasn’t going to get 48 min, but maybe I could make up some seconds at the end. I did have some energy left (a little) and picked up the pace over the last K. I ran it as fast as I’d run the first. I finished the race in 51 minutes flat. I beat the DCG by almost a minute. I was very pleased. I ran pretty well, and now I have a baseline to work up from. J (Though the race did whip my behind. I was a wet noodle at work that day.)

This pretty much sums up June and the beginning of July. I’ll check in again soon!