Brady_2_Moss
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CLICK HERE to Register for a free account and login for a smoother ad-free experience. It's easy, and only takes a few moments.Gotcha. Ran X-Country myself and was a miler/half in track. Only record I think I still have is in the 4X100m, ran the opening leg on a lark.I grew up in Iowa, high school 1970s. Ran middle distance (half, quarter) individual and relays.
Still working my way towards that moment of glory ...
Great story!So they finally opened up the first golf course in Cambodia after 25 years or so of civil war and other badness. All the bigshots were getting into it, but they were starting from scratch. A bunch of us who were expatriates there doing development aid stuff used to go out regularly and play on Sundays, drink beer, good times.
One day, they decided to have the first official tournament, calling it the "Chea Sim Open" after the Acting Regent and one of the triumvirate of leaders at the time. We were friendly with everyone so they invited us to play. Had a good day, shot an 82, went in the clubhouse and one of my wife's uncles who worked security for the Prime Minister asks me "how'd you shoot?" Told him and he goes "I think you won". Sure enough look at the leader board and they'd all conspired to pretend to shoot 84 so that Chea Sim would win his own tournament with a pretend 83. Next thing you know, Chea Sim is handing me a trophy and a new set of counterfeit golf clubs in a bag on national TV and I'm the first national golf champion of Cambodia.
So I got that going for me. Which is nice.
Define athletic achievement. I have a feeling you do not count stuff from my time as captain... of the chess team.
I loved playing sports in HS but I basically sucked. Made a couple of all-star teams in little league and got run over daily in football but both were good times. I wrestled but I think I only won one match.
While in the Army I completed Air Assault school which was probably the most physically demanding thing I've done in my life. To get into the school you had to race 6 miles in combat gear which included a backpack and a fake M16. Out of 300 people I got the sixth spot out of the 65 available. Immediately after the run we (the 65 qualifiers) had to run through an obstacle course in combat uniform, soaking wet and covered in mud. In between each obstacle there were lines of people waiting to get on the next obstacle and during the wait you had to either do push ups, sit ups, flutter kicks, run in place or jumping jacks depending on what the drill instructor commanded. We spent approximately two hours on that course and by the time we finished we were down to 45-50 people. Immediately after the obstacle course we again got coated with mud and began to run. The rule was simple. If you fall out of formation and behind the trailing instructor you're out if stay in the formation you're in. They ran until they cut us down to thirty people. We lost the majority of the people after we passed the starting point. Everyone was thinking "we're almost done......I can see the finish line", but they kept going and a flood of people just said "F this" and fell out. The next day I woke up and could barely move.
To finish the school which was physical all the way through you had to complete a 15 mile timed tank trail march/jog/run/fall/trip. I made it and graduated which included getting my Air Assault badge slammed into my chest without the dammits (pins into the skin) by a hard core airborne ranger. (blood wings). Hoorah.
After that I picked up my multimeter and went back to troubleshooting radars.
I played chess in HS as well. Also did hoop, XCountry and baseball
Clearly it's not athletic but it's a competitive as hell.
I was a pool rat from the time I was in 2nd grade. Loved to swim every chance I got. The HS swim coach wanted me on the team, but I had too many other school and work commitments. But I kept swimming whenever I could. I played CB for one year, and lettered in Tennis my senior year.
Long story short, I joined the navy after college and I passed the swim quals as a "Swimmer, 1st Class" in Boot Camp. Next thing I know, I'm off to Aircrew School for my rate, and end up qualified as a SAR Swimmer. My 1st two tours were with Patrol Squadrons as an airborne sensor systems operator, but I keep up my swim quals. The 3rd duty station, I'm an analyst, but assigned to the base rescue helo crew, and practice with them a couple days a week.
It was a good gig.
Thanks for your service Gwedd.
You're name is Jerry West.I happen to be great at this one basketball shot. From legally in court I shoot behind the backboard and it goes over the backboard through the net.
I loved playing sports in HS but I basically sucked. Made a couple of all-star teams in little league and got run over daily in football but both were good times. I wrestled but I think I only won one match.
While in the Army I completed Air Assault school which was probably the most physically demanding thing I've done in my life. To get into the school you had to race 6 miles in combat gear which included a backpack and a fake M16. Out of 300 people I got the sixth spot out of the 65 available. Immediately after the run we (the 65 qualifiers) had to run through an obstacle course in combat uniform, soaking wet and covered in mud. In between each obstacle there were lines of people waiting to get on the next obstacle and during the wait you had to either do push ups, sit ups, flutter kicks, run in place or jumping jacks depending on what the drill instructor commanded. We spent approximately two hours on that course and by the time we finished we were down to 45-50 people. Immediately after the obstacle course we again got coated with mud and began to run. The rule was simple. If you fall out of formation and behind the trailing instructor you're out if stay in the formation you're in. They ran until they cut us down to thirty people. We lost the majority of the people after we passed the starting point. Everyone was thinking "we're almost done......I can see the finish line", but they kept going and a flood of people just said "F this" and fell out. The next day I woke up and could barely move.
To finish the school which was physical all the way through you had to complete a 15 mile timed tank trail march/jog/run/fall/trip. I made it and graduated which included getting my Air Assault badge slammed into my chest without the dammits (pins into the skin) by a hard core airborne ranger. (blood wings). Hoorah.
After that I picked up my multimeter and went back to troubleshooting radars.