It's the final stretch... The last challenge left for me... For us.
It's been 10 months of hard work, and now we have one last obstacle to conquer.
One last Jungle to cross,
One last Mountain to climb
One last March...
There is something about ourselves that up to now still puzzles me.
We know what's coming, the hardship, the turnouts, the discomfort of living off jungles, climbing mountains and trudging through swamps covered up to the neck in mud, muck and leeches.
We know how fucked up it will be... But we don't give in to it.
We don't back away from it.
No matter how much we bitch and moan, we'll still walk through that door and into those challenges and face them, just so one day we can look back and say, "I did that. I went through it and gave my all. I earned my wings, my dagger and my beret."
If someone gave me the option to turn back time and told me I could choose if I wanted to go through it again or pick something simpler, I'll still walk through that same door.
Why?
Cause there is something addictive about pushing yourself through places you never thought existed, raising the bar for yourself.
There is something addictive about being what I am, doing what I do.
I will brag and say it's not something most people can do. It takes a certain level of tolerance, strength and willpower to do what we do. Many people can say, "I can do it lah. I could have been Commando." But how many will willingly go through it? How many can say that they have what it takes?
Am I boasting? Yes... It's something I'm proud of myself for. For going through it, for not backing out.
I am exactly one month away from earning my Red. One month away from finishing this journey. It's been long, tough and one hell of a ride.
But exactly one month away on the 24th of June 2011 at sundown, we'll don our Red and become part of the brotherhood.
One month away, I'll don my rightful status as Elite.
Now...how many can say they can do tt?
