On To the Next Thing!

     My life changes on the daily, I almost can promise. I'm hoping soon this little feature will slow down a minute so I can organize myself, but something is always coming at me I don't expect. In all fairness, it's done wonders for my inability to take changes well. I used to get so mad when a plan would change, especially last minute, because I was so tied to the original plans. No more! I'm learning more and more to just go with the flow because, well, it seems it all turns out ok in the end either way.
     Last weekend I celebrated my birthday in Washington with friends. I made sushi, went on a bike ride, did a little rock climb, did a lot of Crossfit, rode a fairy to Friday Harbor, slept a lot, made a tart, and had fun! I'm building relationships with people in the new state, and it makes it much less intimidating to make a move as such. Packing however, is a beast of its own! I've been working on it for about 3 weeks, and I'm also in the middle of a unit switch which, as I know now, takes a lot of paperwork!
     Yea, no more engineering or bridges for me! I wanted this job before I shipped but had already signed to be an engineer, and while I probably could've switched, I'd guess the paperwork was too daunting for even the recruiter. I'm now in a unit in WA, and I'm reclassing to be a linguist! I have to take the DLAB to know my language or if I'm even a good fit for the job, I'm crossing my fingers as to yes because I want the job very badly. If I make the cut, I go and learn a language and do a second AIT. This job holds lots of possibilities, like AGR as I was told by my unit this week. Some great news like the aforementioned comes to me daily. Not always military related, but something good happens, and I have no idea why me, but I'm certainly not going to complain and just stand in awe at how many opportunities I'm being afforded and how many choices I'm being given.
     I move on Tuesday, and it will be a circus act to get it done, but it will get done! I have to pick up my truck at 8, movers come to load it at 9, my friend comes to drive my car up at 10, we have to unload a few things at the new house and then get to the storage unit by 3 for another set of movers to unload the truck, then drop the truck off, bring my friend back here, and go back. I think I estimated being back around midnight. Talk about a long tiring day. But it will be over, and I'll only have to come back and clean the old place, turn in keys, and waste some more gas.
     As for a little random life update and to open myself to a world of judgement and criticism,  I'm loving crossfit and the variety every day, and I'm Paleo too. Yea, chop my head off with a spoon people, I'm living my life and loving it. You know, I didn't understand at all people's hate for such things or lack of accommodation until I talked with a friend of mine who does the same things, but also deals with a market of people from all walks. I was always offended and frustrated when I would come across people that would be frustrated themselves with my past and current eating or lifestyle choices. When I expressed this to him, he helped me understand that when you tell someone that you're avoiding something for your health, or because it makes you feel bad, or you want to lose weight, or what ever your reason is, they take it as a reflection on themselves that you're being healthier than they are and it tends to cause them to be perhaps bitter or defensive in odd ways. They may not even realize that's why they're reacting as such, or even that they are, but they are. I always figured if you choose to eat or live a certain way, that's your life and body and your choices. Anyhow, I'm loving my journey to health versus low body weight, and the people that are supporting me shock me and make me feel so loved because they show a desire for me to be healthy and happy through their support. I used to get bored of lifting because I was doing the same thing time after time, and now, nope, it's new daily, long, short, different movements, and I'm finally learning the oly lifts which I wanted to!

The Ferry to Vashton island.

Making sushi

At Friday Harbor with good friends!

A dairy free birthday!

Some serious Sashimi :)

Handling Stress and Controlling Tunnel Vision.

     Stress happens to everyone, something different for us all, usually a common being that we feel like we can't handle all on our plate. For some it might be something quite different like stressed because someone doesn't like you or because you're broke, which sometimes goes right back to not being able to handle all the bills coming etc. We all have a couple ways to handle it, not everyone is individual in their stress copings. We encounter this our entire lives, so finding a manageable and constructive way of dealing with it early is better than accepting how you handle it negatively and saying "I'm stressed, it's ok".
     Right now, I feel in over my head. Moving isn't easy. It's not easy when you have family, and it's even harder to do by yourself. Perhaps it's not all just moving though, maybe moving really isn't that hard, it's more overwhelming. I can't get ahold of my school, so I can't send them transcripts, my unit is out of town, so I can't get things signed, and I can't do paper work for ROTC until all of that happens. Plus I need 6 more sit ups than I have to get in, and even in the 4 months I was in training, they never improved. I'm sit-uptually challenged. I'm in the midst of packing, and praying I have a truck fall into my hands to help me drive my stuff north as well. I'm demotivated to go to the gym too.
     So... things aren't the most ideal. What's the solution, and how do I handle the emotion of stress? The  handling of the emotion started with even more demotivation, then turned to almost tears, and I said to myself, "tears don't solve anything", didn't even go there, and decided to figure out how to handle it instead of letting it stress me. I cannot control that they aren't answering, I can only work on my sit ups to improve them, not going to the gym will only make my life less great, and I cannot control my unit coming back.
     Therefore, my cure, is to get some ice cream, and go do some dancing. I have no reason to stress over things I cannot control! I'm a better contribution to this world if I'm clear headed and pushing full force ahead. I can focus on what IS going right. I'm seeing boxes come out of the wood work to pack with, I'm viewing two rooms this weekend, one of which I'll be moving into in August, I put my one-month notice in today, I'm eating a little more balanced than I was, I'm drinking a lot more water, a friend comes into town this weekend, and, lastly, I know from the past, that we will all go through times of demotivation and burning out in the gym. It happens. You push through those little rocky places, try to change it up to things you enjoy a little more, and at some point, the fun WILL return.
     I told a battle of mine about my moments of stress and worry, and her line to me was "battle ..I know you can freaking do it. You've got the heart to do anything." Sometimes, my biggest pitfall, isn't that I'm incapable of something, it's that I doubt myself. I'm capable of being a straight A student, with a 300 PT test, and succeeding at anything. Admitting you don't have confidence, or don't give 100% starts somewhere, however the only way to fix that, is to know you don't, and then try a little harder in everything you do. Even when you don't have the motivation, find a way. Because your will to get there will kick in, and something will cross your path that causes you to push just hard enough, that you make it.
     Over the next two months, I may fail at somethings, and I may succeed. No matter which way my chips fall, there's always another way, and other doors always open. The future isn't bad forever. We just have moments of tunnel vision, and insecurities that cause us to doubt ourselves and the process.

My Ever Changing Life. I Even Get Lost In Here.

     Well. It's been 2 weeks I've been home now, I've readjusted to being your average boring American. I miss being a green suiter, but I have to accept the decision I made not to be active duty. I still talk to a lot of my battles from "camp", and love to see how it's going for them. I'm still enrolling in ROTC in less than two months, and going on with my plans and life as I must.
     I started training again with a new coach, happily getting back to where I was! I'm much more mentally balanced to be dieting than I've ever been. I still weigh everything I eat, and I don't mind it for a minute. Kind of like when people first start exercising, then it becomes habit and they no longer as bothered by it, same here. I've been to Seattle since coming home, the coast, and today will be my first day back at work. I'm doing extremely well at keeping myself busy so I stay constructive in my attitude and actions. When boredom hits, thoughts become destructive, and life is harder. I've been hiking, eating, watching movies, working out, traveling, sky diving, and anything else that comes to mind to keep my busy!

Containing my life.

     Now, in about ehh, 6 weeks, I'll be moving to Tacoma, Wa. Yes..... the third year in a row I've moved. At this rate I'm gong to be quite happy to have a majority of my belongings in storage if I'm going to keep this up! I'm moving to go to school on base cheaper than I am now, I'll save money in rent, no income taxes, I'll be closer to family, and so on. So financially a good move, I just have extreme dread from having to pack everything up. Move one I didn't have a whole lot to move. After that, I started to accumulate all the things a person has in their house, now I have a fully furnished, everything you need kind of set up, which takes a lot of energy to pack and decipher what I may need and what I can put in storage.

Hiking @ Opal Falls!

Hanging @ the coast!

     My major is going to be Organizational Leadership, and I'll just keep on keeping on, letting things go where they may as I certainly have no idea where my life is ever going clearly! My 20th is coming up quite soon, and I'll be in Seattle celebrating, either a BBQ or a nice restaurant and staying there that weekend. I've grown very close to those here, and I love it here, fortunately WA has the same scenery, but not my friends I've acquired. I'm pretty sure I'll make more, but you never replace friends, you just acquire more. I have quite the collection of wonderful people in my life as it is, so I suppose it can only get better!
I'm also working on meal prepping at the beginning of the week.... fun to get to eat real recipes, but talk about planning! I'm making things I've never eaten in my life, yet so basic! I like cooking, and I'm sure my body appreciates more balanced food options :)

The Training Of A Soldier.

     Well. I made it. It's easy when you turn your gaze on sappers or rangers, but for those of us not-so-extradinary, it's an accomplishment. I had no idea what I was getting into, I just kind of jumped. I didn't really know what my job was or what osut meant. I thought I knew what questions to ask and that I'm pretty chill, but I learned a lot about myself. Sure, I learned military things like how to shoot a rifle, how to throw a grenade, how to do facing movements, inspection arms, and how to build bridges. More so I learned that I don't always give my all, selling myself short, I can be too sensitive, when I have nothing left, there's more there, and I don't respond to negative motivation.

     I took a while to learn things, some good and some bad. I'm more impatient because we're always rushed, cursing isn't rude any more, don't care what people say, but always keep a mirror in front of your personality, not everyone has good intentions or cares about respecting authority, yelling no longer phases me, how to handle stress, how to push back panic, and how great simplicity is. I no longer like phones as much or computers quite as much. I missed it some times, but after seeing people's actions with those devices, I realized how consumed we are by them, and how rude they make us. 

     I can easily say that I hated it at times, but putting the experience in my rear view saddens me. My goal is to go active duty, and continue on with the lifestyle I enjoy. To me, the army feels like a job; I now understand why soldiers reply that they're just doing their job when you thank them. I feel like little ole me, just a little sweatier, and a little harder working. My old normal is about to me my new normal again as I've adapted to the IET lifestyle. Something about having people right by your side all the time, no matter how much fighting goes on, is a great feeling. Saying bye to the temporary parents that your Drill Sargeants have been is just as hard. You come to trust them and know that they not only care but do what they have to to make you a better person and to keep you safe.

     Everyone asks what you want to do when you finish being in legal captivity. I have weight I want to lose, books I want to read, movies I want to watch, an online class in progress, sleep to catch up on, dancing to do, and places to be explored. I gained 100 or so battle buddies from these four months, I hold my head heigher, I strongly try not to speak into conversations, and I smile less.

     I can't say I was a much loved member of the 35th En Bn, but I stayed true to myself. I tried to uphold justice, I tried to be honest, I tried to help my battle buddies, and I consistently walked away from unnecessary arguing. I often times comes across as rude and bossy, and I was consistently reminded of that. I stood by "the worst they can do is say no" in a place where they usually will do worse. I never lost the bravery to ask a question, and I always exercised their desire to answer questions. 

     We all know my physical condition when I left and my constant counting of calories. In my little journey, I ate, I gained strength, and I gained a chunk of weight (11lb). I could say I regret it, but I don't. I'm ashamed of the lack of self control, sure, but I think the break was healthy, and I learned that my peers don't care if I'm a size 0 or 13, I bleed red just like they do. I left with 19 correct push-ups and I now make 37. My pull ups got better, my run worse and my sit ups the same.

     I withstood 15 weeks of mass punishment, starting in red phase, I did ruck marches, from a 4k to a 16k, I laid in the prone watching ticks crawl by, I went 4 days without showering, I dug a fighting position, I pulled guard duty, I experienced what true cold is, I forward marched into a lake, I woke up at 0445 daily, I experienced CS gas, I low crawled under live fire, I cleaned the fire out of weapons numerous times, I repelled down a 100ft tower, I carried battle buddies on my shoulders, and I sang plenty of cadence. Any physical or mental pain I ever experienced was well worth the outcome.
     I'm sad to not wake up with a purpose, to not have people to talk to, and to not be with my battle buddies. I now know why they say you never forget the path to becoming a soldier. My hope is to go active as soon as possible, and continue on.

 

Vazquez!

My most influential DS.

Fanolua!

On a 12C Boat!

     I'm proud of where I stand and what I stand for.

What I'm Expecting In Basic Training.

     Since I started the process, I've researched just about every question and aspect you can about Basic. What makes it more scary than any future Army training, is that you don't know what is coming or what to expect until you're there. I have plenty of people to ask, but there's certain aspects that make me nervous regardless of the fact I know it's coming. There's just something about knowing I have to walk into a gas chamber that doesn't sound fun to me!
     I go into this as a lifting female, and I know I won't come out looking the same. I'll lose muscle probably, hopefully some fat while I'm at it, I'll become a good runner, excellent at push ups, and if I'm lucky good at pull ups. There's pluses and minuses to being in good shape going in. The potential loss of performance, but a little more ease adapting to the amount of activity. Second, I can't count macros like I always do. I know they have a color-coded system which brings me a lot of ease, but it's a massive routine change. I can say, I look forward to eating 3 times a day like the average American.
     There's tons of small unknowns, like do I get to shave my legs, how bad are the issued glasses really, will I be able to hold it together during shots? I expect to have a blast being with people all day, working out in a group, being busy non stop, being active a lot, learning things few get to learn, facing unknowns, and over coming fears. One of the most common human fears is the one of heights. I'm in that category... one of the most infamous obstacles during training is the confidence tower. A rough 60ft tower to rappel down. No choice to not do it. So I look forward to learning how I react when I'm sleep deprived, scared, hungry, and looking down a 60 foot drop.
     When I return, maybe I'll make my bed on the daily, or maybe I'll still eat 3x's a day. Perhaps I'll just want to lay in bed for days on end and enjoy the quiet and peace. I won't get long before I do more training, start school, start ROTC, and become quite busy again, but that's who I am. I don't like to stay free, I'd rather be too busy to do anything.
     I have a feeling after the initial shock, I'm going to have a blast and be more glad then that I did it than I am now. The service provides opportunities to push yourself, and I love that aspect. If you like being busy, they'll keep you busy, which is right up my alley.
     Only a few days left in my favorite state with 5-peak days and random drizzles, but I've never been to Missouri, so I think I'll find it just as great. there's something to say for being cultured. If I could make a career out of travel, you'd never see me again. Which may be what I'm about to do!

Learning To Date Well. Part 2.

     Decisions in relationships don't weigh heavy on me because I feel it's a big decision necessarily, but because I'm dealing with someone else's feelings, and you never truly know how much of an impact you have on someone. When someone approaches me with an issue within a relationship, I feel like I should be working harder to fix it, (When approached in a non malicious manor.) and that I'm letting them down sometimes, but I look at their issues objectively, and try to be understanding. In other words, I look at myself with a magnifying glass, and them with a camera. How does that analogy work? I'm constantly zoomed in and analyzing what I'm doing, but their actions I zoom in on, but also look at a big picture. The day I got broken up with, I said this:

                   As I sat across from him, all I could think about when I responded, was to not make him feel bad for expressing the truth. Sometimes, no matter how much pain you feel, the other person still takes precedence.

      It may sound somewhat selfless to do such a thing, but when it comes down to it, you find yourself stuck in things because you don't want to hurt someone leaving. There's tactics to close something off in a way that's less hurtful to the closer, like letting it fade. This sounds like a fantastic idea, until I remember that was done to me and it was confusing and hurtful because he couldn't confront me and say what was going on. But he thought he didn't have to see me hurt face to face, so it was ok. The second tactic I know of, which has no benefits to the closer, and hopefully some to the one being closed (lol), is straight up confrontation. What makes that the hardest for the closer, is that they're seeing the emotion, perhaps they're even finding themselves being talked out of shutting it all down. That's the right way to go, but the hardest as you have to deal with the situation.
     In this time in electronics, face to face communication, or even talking on the phone, is a lost cause. People have lost the ability to handle confrontation. And I'm right there with them. In fact, when I starting a certain dating relationship, I said to them that one of my favorite things about them, was that they call. You hear their voice, the fluctuations in tone, and know how they feel when you say something. Now, when I stand at a hill with a crossroads on it, I want to do the same thing that hurt me before, when in reality, taking the step to be confrontational will build that skill.
     It's like speech class. We all hate it, but the only way to improve our ability to give a speech, is to do it. Same with sit ups, or how well we can handle a food competition. What makes these things even worse, (the confrontations, not feeling stuffed) is that there often are times, when the person is great, and you feel as though expressing yourself will make them feel inadequate. Am I soft? Maybe. Do I feel bad about it? No, it's part of learning and maturing. I have to learn that standing up for what I need isn't wrong.
     Part of learning to date well, is learning the proper way to express your feelings, opinions, needs, and desires, in a way that can be perceived well, and a way that is constructive. Perhaps things you say to someone now, will help them in a future relationship, because they can identify something they did wrong and work on that. Second, confrontation. If you can't be open, and say how you feel or what you need, not only will things get worse as they don't know they're not giving you what you need, but you're building a foundation on a lack of information and maybe even a little bit of deception. They think you're doing great, happy, when in reality, you're dying on the inside. You're doing both of you a disservice.

Learning To Date Well. Part 1.

     Some never learn from the past, and I suppose I figured people just do. Naturally. Something hurts you, and now you change so that doesn't happen, or are more attentive to people that have those actions that hurt you so you can guard yourself. In my boredom today, I picked up a book called "Boundaries in Dating", a present I received for Christmas after my past relationship. From a recent picture, people have noticed I've been dating someone. I've jumped about 10 steps forward in my dating maturity, by choice.
     I'll start with the book. I hadn't tried to do a lot of reading other than military based, and in my efforts to grow, I decided well why not. Some things hit me with an interest, but not necessarily things I hadn't thought of. "Where there is deception, there can be no relationship." I experienced a chunk of deception round one, and I'd like to think I learned from it, but this points it out from a new way. From the view point that deception is a show stopper right then and there. "You will have a good relationship to the degree that you are able to be clear and honest about everything." Along with "People who can handle confrontation and feedback are the ones who can make relationships work." The thought that honesty is such a deciding factor on every level never really crossed my mind. Honesty is a given for me, however I never thought about it being so effecting in areas other than things that would make you think someone is being unfaithful. A last favorite that I recognize to be extremely true, is "Honesty over hurt and conflict creates intimacy." Doesn't it though, as it can be the hardest to be open that they have hurt you, but if you are able to, and they can accept it well, you've hit a new level. He described two types of liars, and while I don't lie about these things, I've found myself keeping them quiet for his reason which is not good either. Some hold back because they're scared of the reaction that may occur, which I have done. However, on the same token, as he also states, sharing every single hiccup you feel is just plain annoying. As I said to someone today, I try to make sure I have a grip on reality before deciding if the issue is truly something that needs to be brought up.
     I find myself hurt or rationalizing the option to be hurt, over something like the person you're dating hanging out with other people. Well hold on, are they supposed to give up their life and who they are for you? No. So before I even mention it, I take a moment to think about the whole picture, and control my emotions.
     Like every other woman in the universe, my emotions can be a little more emphasized during "that", and awareness of that is like gold I tell you. Once you can identify set offs, and times you are continuously more high strung and unrealistic, you've stumbled across something that will strengthen your ability to communicate effectively and appropriately. During one of my emotional moments, a second realization came to me. Building community, maintaining even friendships, and working through relationships with teachers, family, everyone, be it successful or not, takes energy. While that should be obvious, I suppose I didn't realize how much energy is really invested, especially when the relationship is more taxing than another. So, sometimes all that energy comes to a peak, and you have a day where you just need to feel like junk. To complain a little, and then come back to reality and see that it's A-OK. I've mentioned before the line "you make friends everywhere you go" or something to that extent that gets tossed at me from time to time. I then want to tell people, I invest mounds of energy as a person to make every relationship beneficial and positive, or as much as possible. I don't work daily, but at the end of a lot of days, I'm still tired. When I do spend a day at work, school, or in a socially rich environment, I'm wiped out. Perhaps, sometimes it's not that people aren't social or aren't good at relationships (of any kind, not strictly romantic), but that they just can't invest the enormous amounts of energy it takes to be very successful at them.
     As far as learning from the past, I've worked in collaboration with some close friends and family, to not be who I was. I've met someone, though it should be stated I've also learned over the past couple of months that some times a relationship exists to learn things, not because you're going to get married in 3 years or something of the sort. Anyways, I've been able to put into place massive personality adjustments, and almost take a settings panel to myself and go through and alter the entire thing. I can identify several places I've been able to grow and change, and partly due to the other persons actions and demeanor. All I can definitely say, is that it's fascinating how much of a difference some very simple changes can make in your over all happiness and health.