The pararescueman is the real weapon. Strip him naked and drop him from a helo into the icy ocean-- he'll find a way to complete the rescue mission. He embraces the suck. He realizes that he is the last option -- that everyone else has been called and refused the mission or has died trying. He is required to know everything for a reason, because when SHTF and everything is FUBAR, he has to perform his mission and save that persons life, even if it means he will lose his own. His entire life revolves around his career and his career revolves around the mission of saving lives.
I am going to become a pararescueman and I will save your life, no matter what the cost. The feeling in my gut has confirmed it and my determination will ensure that I do indeed become a PJ.
This motivation is for me. I hope to be reading this in 2016 when I am preparing to enter the pipeline. This is not for the general reader of this blog. Its not for me to spread to the world. PJs are silent professionals and though my pride might urge me to spread the proud message of pararescue to the world, my maturity and understanding will keep me from doing so.
When the training gets tough, when both my legs cramp up on an evaluation and I wanna scream profanity to the instructors, I cannot. I must not let their determination to find the quitters touch my resolve and core motivation. I am at indoc because that is where I will be. I don't have to be a superhuman. I don't have to be smart. I don't really have to be "prepared."
I just have to be able to DO IT.
And you eat an elephant one bite at a time. Life is an elephant. Im getting started now. Indoc will be an elephant. Just one meal at a time. One day at a time. The pipeline is an elephant and ill need to take it one small evolution at a time.
My mother cries when I discuss leaving home. Her crying makes me tear up. I realize Ill never go home. This is it. This is all I have with her and dad. and Josh and Sam and Betsy. I hope we all stick together as a sibling group. But after this, its me and *my* family.
But honestly. The motivation for fitness on my mission is pararescue. When I return home, Ill have 3 months to get into running and swimming condition. Ill have to be working our 4-7 hours a day.
What keeps us from achieving our dreams is fear, laziness, or the inability to succeed when faced with a challenge that requires preparation. I must not have this fear or laziness when it comes to my dream of pararescue.
Being a PJ is a noble profession that will prepare me for the coming times of hardship in the fourth turning. It will allow me to use my gift of healing with those who volunteer to give their life for what america means and what it has meant in times past.
It is my calling and I will obey.
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