Got my time down to 40 minutes for a 2 1/2 to 3 mile hike in light pack (30 pounds) plus cutting down two small pine trees (soft wood) of about 15 to 20 feet tall with my hatchet. Just finished timing and testing myself.
Also I have divided my packs and rucks into light (30 pounds), medium (50 pounds) and heavy (70 pounds). I thought about making my heavy pack 80 to 100 pounds but given my previously broken back and my knee injuries 70 pounds seemed adequate for my training purposes especially since my Roman Way training (which I’ll discuss later) usually involves carrying tires and logs as well. No sense courting injury, especially at my age. Yeah, yeah, I know, 53 ain’t what it used to be. People are a lot healthier, stronger, and more youthful than they used to be. Assuming they eat right and take care of themselves. And often I feel like I’m in my thirties, not fifties.
But it took me almost six months to fully rehab my broken wrist from last year and I’m still not up to where my bench press used to be.
However just last week I did 20 pulls ups and later 20 chin ups in the same training routine in addition to my bench presses and the rest of my routine with no wrist pain at all. So that’s good progress as well. And I’m down to 175 pounds, much of which is lean muscle now and so that’s a big advantage.
Also this past weekend I went out in the car and measured where I used to run as a kid. No wonder I was so skinny back then. Turns out I used to run about 8 to 12 miles most every day after school back when I was a kid. Depending on the circuit I took of course. I was thinking I was running more like 4 to 8 miles a day as a kid.
Of course back then I seriously overtrained. I’ve learned better over time.
But now I know exactly how far to run my wife and how to better train her for the mini-marathon she wants to run.
So that’s good too…
I am seriously considering inventing an improved and a modern version of this gear system for my adaptation of the Roman Way. Also I very much like the fact that if you have to go into combat you can immediately shed the weight as compared to a ruck or backpack. I will still use the weight vest to simulate armor but adapt this system for carrying additional weight and gear.
A BROTHERHOOD OF TIME
Had a great Veterans Day in the company of a man whose friendship between us runs back a little over 40 years.
Some people you can have a great friendship with in a relatively short period of time. I am glad of those. But in other cases, rare cases, a friendship that has seasoned over an entire lifetime (or nearly so) is deep in a peculiar and particular way that is completely irreplaceable.
The things we have seen, the joys we have known, the fun we have had, the hardships endured, the mutual commiserations, together and alone, they go back a very long time indeed.
In some cases there is a bond far deeper than blood.
A Brotherhood of Time.
And I know you said you were ready to move on, but thank you again for your military service. Our conversations yesterday (on shop and on many other things) reminded me that without men like you, in peace and in war, our nation would have lain vulnerable to many, many threats.
I know also that you think you lost much, and you did, and I wish I could return those things to you. But you gained much for others and I for one have not forgotten it.
And in the big scheme of things I think God will return it to you as well. Maybe not in this world, but it will be returned, and blessed, and multiplied.
I love you man. Safe travels home…
By the way you old bastard, I still owe you a meal. What you did last night, well, that just made us even again…
Most modern people spend their entire lives terrified of being seriously hurt and eventually killed. But once you realize that at some point (if not often) you will certainly be seriously hurt, and that one day, without fail, you will eventually be killed (by something or someone), then being terrified is a rather ridiculous conceit. Not to mention an extremely cowardly one.
from Lessons Learned
EVERY SINGLE LIBERTY AND RIGHT
Every single Liberty you enjoy is composed of a set of high moral duties for which you are directly accountable. Otherwise you possess merely a license to do wrong rather than the freedom and opportunity to do what is best and true.
Every single Right you have been granted by God is composed of high responsibilities for which you are personally answerable. Otherwise you do not possess a Right; you are merely the human agent of self-indulgent recklessness and selfish wrong-doing.
God, the Good, and the Truth are the natural Masters of your Liberties and your Rights, not merely your own desires and wishes. License is not a Liberty, and you have no Right to do wrong. Do not be deceived by those who would make a petty self-god of your Rights and Liberties. They were granted you as a great opportunity, they were not promised you without consequence. Your Rights and Liberties are not inexhaustible, and you will be held accountable for both.
Your Liberties and your Rights end at the stony shoreline of evil and indulgence. If you take alien ship beyond that safe point then you do so entirely at your own cost and at your own peril. Your Liberties and your Rights will always ultimately sink upon the seas of self-deception.
The Wise Man fully understands this and therefore he both fears God and he is judicious and responsible in the exercise of his Liberties and his Rights.
He is also entirely unwilling to both unfairly strip the natural Liberties and Rights from another, or equally egregiously, to tell another that they naturally possess unlimited and unchecked Liberties and Rights.
Because no one ever has nor ever will possess such unreal things.