Mike 194 Recruit Journal Week 02

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Mike 194 Recruit Journal

Formed: May 2, 2017

Graduates: June 23, 2017


Mike-194, Week 02

Today was as bipolar as a day could get… Our Lead Company Commander, Chief Reid, took us on a rather unfamiliar path today. The pouring downfall of salt-kissed rain beat down our bodies as we trotted to breakfast. While eating, we heard Chief Reid give us the “heavy weather bill” holler. Many of our shipmates were relieved in hearing that news, hoping for less of the days sweat to take place. Boy… if… only… they… knew…


We had classes with Chief Reid following breakfast, which warned us of possible challenges and dangers to come through military life. Even though her tone and commands are sharp and threatening being a company commander and all, the whole company has really taken a liking to her. She cares, and we can tell. But in order for us to grow to be the Coastguardsmen we hope to be, first we have to rebuild. Chief Reid’s approach to that, however, is like taking a wrecking ball to a Lego set—harsh but effective. After classes, we went to lunch in an all out downpour (again). At this point, M-194 was feeling good about the day, no physical training…yet… and two meals in, this day couldn’t be bad!


…then we returned home to Healy Hall and we had been a little rowdy from the smooth day. Petty Officer Dockery and Petty Officer Babot fixed that real thoroughly. We sweat so much that just about everyone went straight to counting sheep in seconds.


We’ve grown a lot this week. We make a couple time objectives, which is a start. We have our swim test out of the way, which many are relieved about—unless you are in remedial swim, of course. But what one really big highlight of the week was choir. Many came from M-194, religious or not we all came and sang to pain, sang to hardships, to our most grim defeats, and our triumphant victories. Many sang until the tears welled out of our eyes like the pouring rain of today. We cried for families, our loved ones, our futures, and our dreams, for they are the only things pushing us up this mountain of glory. To be heroes some would say. To be a good father or mother some would say. For my wife or husband. Or even just to help this world in any way we can. Those are the hymns of our hearts, the songs of our sweat, and the spirit of our pride that push us to every extreme, over every obstacle, and through every challenge that comes after the next. But it will take everything that we’ve got, and if that’s not enough we give 10% more.


Tomorrow is our Divine Hours and that’s all we need to get through another week of sweat. I just hope it flies by so we can get that phone call to our loved ones for that extra kick in our step to finish this out.


Editor’s Note: This blog post was written by a recruit currently involved in Coast Guard basic training. The thoughts and opinions expressed in this Journal do not necessarily reflect those of Training Center Cape May, the U.S. Coast Guard or the federal government and are the sole opinion of the author. Recruit Journals are written by personnel in a high-stress environment with little time, so please excuse grammar and punctuation in the above article. The staff at Training Center Cape May do not edit the journals in any way, so as to ensure authenticity of the content and messages.


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