So, let's check in on the Guthrie household this morning...
Our fearless hero arises at 0345 to begin his day and is out the door by 0445 for a 0500 step off, seven mile ruck, 30# of steel loaded in his rucksack, in the mist and fog.
Dog gets let out for her morning "constitutional" while our hero is away and proceeds to bolt from the backyard to go flat hatting through the neighborhood chasing a whitetail spike. Much consternation and gnashing of teeth by our fearless hero's true love as she gets in car to chase down aforementioned deer pursuing canine.
Dog is retrieved unharmed.
Which is fortuitous for the dog, as our hero's blushing bride has yet to have her first morning cup of coffee.
Our hero learns, as he calls his humble abode post ruck, that a mystery suitor has left a dozen yellow roses upon our front stoop. Small note placed inside one of the roses indicated that these were left for the hero's young daughter in observance of Valentine's Day.
Wait.....what?
Eh, it's Valentine's Day....I'll allow it.
We rejoin our hero, freshly bathed and shaved as he is making his way to work...
<phone rings>
(Our hero's lovely bride) "Your daughter just got a "promposal" at school.".
She was serenaded by a barbershop quartet.
<record scratch>
<truck is corrected from skid on wet roads>
And so it begins....
I hear from certain elders that if you ground check the first one, the word spreads like wildfire...
Our fearless hero arises at 0345 to begin his day and is out the door by 0445 for a 0500 step off, seven mile ruck, 30# of steel loaded in his rucksack, in the mist and fog.
Dog gets let out for her morning "constitutional" while our hero is away and proceeds to bolt from the backyard to go flat hatting through the neighborhood chasing a whitetail spike. Much consternation and gnashing of teeth by our fearless hero's true love as she gets in car to chase down aforementioned deer pursuing canine.
Dog is retrieved unharmed.
Which is fortuitous for the dog, as our hero's blushing bride has yet to have her first morning cup of coffee.
Our hero learns, as he calls his humble abode post ruck, that a mystery suitor has left a dozen yellow roses upon our front stoop. Small note placed inside one of the roses indicated that these were left for the hero's young daughter in observance of Valentine's Day.
Wait.....what?
Eh, it's Valentine's Day....I'll allow it.
We rejoin our hero, freshly bathed and shaved as he is making his way to work...
<phone rings>
(Our hero's lovely bride) "Your daughter just got a "promposal" at school.".
She was serenaded by a barbershop quartet.
<record scratch>
<truck is corrected from skid on wet roads>
And so it begins....
I hear from certain elders that if you ground check the first one, the word spreads like wildfire...
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