Had a mega tough week this week. 6.5 mile tab, carrying 20kg. That was a real killer, especially running up a series of sharp hills called the 'Seven Sisters'. But passed it, and felt pretty good after. :]

Then there's bayonette training... Sounds simple and easy. It isnt.
The NCOs spend about an hour trying to make you physically exhausted, doing stuff like make you sprint round a running track in full combat gear, and crawl across the length of a football pitch or pick the nearest guy up and carry him across it as a casualty.

Basically, they try their hardest to piss you off, so when you come to do some stabbing, you're angry and aggressive. There's lots of shouting and screaming, lots of stabbing, and lots of sweat. O_o I sorta feel weird looking back at it. I mean, I was screaming verbal abuse at a sandbag. "Fucking die, cunt!" etc. But whatever the NCOs were doing, they were doing it right, cus everyone (except a few lazy few) was in a mad bloodlust kinda rage. You cut feel the adrenaline in the air, I swear! XDDD

Oh, and the next day, we had our APWT (Annual personal weapon test.) For soldiers under training, such as myself, this is a pass or fail test, that can result in you getting backsquaded if you screw it up. The maximum score you can get is 45, and you need about 28 to pass I think, firing at ranges from 100m to 300m in various positions. If you get over 36, you achieve your marksmanship award, which gets you a nice embroidered badge on your sleeve, depicting 2 crossed rifles. I got 37. MARKSMAN! WOOOOO! XD (I got 39 on the practice run a couple of days before, but whatever.)