was appallingly less torturous than Selection camp, albeit still having to complete a grand total of 1038 push ups. Not blowing any horns about 'oh isn't it so impressive that i completed so many pumpings', just that I realised the significance of completing these pumpings as one with the rest of the 32nd council. Really unbelievable that we actually managed to push ourselves just further and further each day with 10 push ups/set on the first day to 40 push ups/set on the last. Didn't think that I could shake so well till the 3x4opush ups session on the last day where I'm sure I wasn't the only one whose arms were trembling to the bone.
4days of LTC is impossible to be chronicled in a single post, but I don't think the experience could ever be justified by any number of posts.
Being unnaturally serious and reflective here.
Friends who talked to me abt LTC said that everytime they saw us, we'd either be in pumping position, mad hounds bounding away or in some form of physical torture.
But comparatively to selection camp, this is nothing. considering the fact that at least this time the torture is evenly spread out(like nutella!) over 4 days.
Well worth the physical torture i'll say.
That being said, LTC was definitely more than just cycles of sadistic PT.
Activities were strewn and laced with deeper meanings, (ooooh.) requiring us to actually utilize some brain this time. Reading between the suffering and strain. There were stuff that actually did make a lotta sense and did therefore make us ponder more abt how the newly appointed councillors and council term would be moulded.
Pain is nothing now,(wooah) I can safely say after going thru the 4 draining days of camp.
The days ahead are most prolly paved with gigantormous boulders which would not cease to test the strengths of the newly minted 32nd SC!
Being stretched, strained and finally emerging only as the stronger.
xoxo.LOL.
nickisezpeaceout.
