The Bet
Now, I thought about this and thought I'd win, so I agreed. Guess what, I lost the bet because on the second day I could hear myself yelling at him "You jerk!!!" I 'd never experienced anything like he was putting me through. I was a physical wreck desperately looking for somewhere to hide. By the end of the first week , he had us doing a hundred press ups followed by two hundred sit-ups and then another hundred press ups! But you know what? He never let up on the training until the last week.
In the last week, the physical training warrant officer invited the companies to the ring. We were all gathered around the ring, he stood there inside the ring and started to speak, "I don't want to see any dirty fighting, I.e biting and kicking."
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