As one would expect, after the fastest ever round island trip in OCT history, we thought we'd earned our rest and admin day. Just imagined how unhappy we were to be dragged down the the quadrangle for warm up for a 15km run in the afternoon. I remember trying for the first 10km of the trip but when I passed Terence and Mark who were walking and having the time of their lives on my way back, I decided screw it! I'm walking, I've got nothing to prove!
We all got back somehow or other and that was it, we were going home the next day. Being together for 21 days does weird things to people, Fauzi and Aziz had a minor bust up over some really small issue and many people were strangely quiet that day. LTFW was trying to elicit some conversation out of various people but was ignored by all and sundry.
We picked up our OBS 21-day course collar lapels, packed our things, boarded the boat and went back to TRACOM. Changed into our walkout attire and went for a short period of off-in-lieu and life slowly went back to normal.
Did I enjoy OBS? Actually, at that point in time, I hated it, the daily grind of running twice a day, the fraud reflections which I didn't take seriously, the dynamics in my watch, the time away from home and the expeditions.
But 10 years down the road, it was possibly one of those life-defining experiences. It made me very clear who my friends were and it strengthened our friendship from that of close friends within the squad to close friends for life. It also taught me a thing or two about how people reacted in times of adversity and how people change over time.
I never appreciated it at the time, but OBS taught me mind over matter and never to give up, no matter what happened and that my limits were self imposed.
And so, yes, that's about it for my OBS reflections, so here's a song for all of you
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