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Day 9 of the Iranian Hostage Crisis:


If you were born after 1979, you probably won't remember the 444 days of terror. But for us oldies, we heard an update every evening on the news. We had to rely on TV and radio back then. I don't think the internet had been operational yet. Although I got to test out the brand new Macintosh Apples in 1984 for our Fort Wayne area, we still used modems and our trusty wall phones to communicate. Brrrrr, those were the days.


Today felt like I was in a hostage situation at Spiece. Our trainer (I lovingly call him Ayatollah) worked me like dogs. Groans, cries of agony, and sweat running down my back did not persuade him to lighten up. In fact, he had me do another round of marching, always marching. I was waving my arms high into the sky begging for mercy, punching space and keeping my knees higher than humanly possible even though my legs weighed at least half a ton each. And then there was stealth training. Sneaking across the floor in a CIA sort of squat, never touching my feet together for fear "the whip". I focused on an invisible laser beam and tried my best James Bond to keep under it. I must have been successful as I heard the entire city cheering me on. Tears of sweat ran into my eyes blinding me to whatever horror awaited. Yep, and there he was, asking, NAY! ordering me to do it all over again. What!!! Three times. Are you kidding?! Seriously there are not enough exclamation marks on my keyboard to show an honest opinion I had of this "request". But I claimed victory and after some more squats and some other stuff that my brain has chosen to block out, we had prayer and I melted into the showers for some needed reflection.


All in all, it was a difficult workout. Crazy Tina challenged me with her eyes, but I'm up to it. OK, I'm really scared out of my mind - her reputation is sketchy when it comes to the Smallest Winner. So this week I am saying "The Lord is my shepherd..." to keep my focus on God my father instead of Ayatollah and his cohorts in punishment. Love you all, you know I'm just joshing you. Really, I didn't mean any of this. Ya gotta believe me.....