Sigh. I know. Was trying to avoid introducing too many other arguements.
When I drive on post during PT now, the primary pace appears to be “the stroll” and the primary formation “the couple”. He’s and She’s out for a nice walk together before breakfast.
Whatever happened to running till your tongue hung out, then adding one more lap running away from the billets to see who fell out? And yes, for you young uns out there, it was in fact uphill both ways....
running till your tongue hung out
I’ll add to that. I fondly recall the days of PT at Camp Geiger when the cloud of hangover stench engulfed the formation. Men would periodically run to the side of the road to puke and then run back into the formation. We all suffered but we all did it together. And that built up out camaraderie and we worked so much better as a team.