Is that you John Wayne?

I am taking my physical for re-enlistment into my beloved Corps in 24 hours. I will not be required to pass recruit training again, yet I will encounter men like this on a daily basis. Listen for the part where he says "I will PT you until your assholes are sucking buttermilk". Classic.




When I began working with the USMC recruiting office in Downingtown in June training the poolees in kettlebell lifting, being around Marines again stirred up a whole netty pot worth of emotion. I have realized that over the last 5.5 years I have began more stories with "When I was in the Corps" or "Back in California" than I can recall. Not only that, but my interests in life are simple. I do not desire money, a house, a fancy car, or a wife and kids. I enjoy music, healthy food, playing pool, working out, and living near the ocean. All of which are components of a life spent in the Marine Corps. If I pass my re-enlistment physical (no reason why I should not), and the board accepts me, there is a damn good chance I will re-enter the Corps as a Corporal (the rank I attained before honorable discharge in 2002) and receive orders to 5th Marines on Camp Pendleton, CA. I can honestly say that at this point of my life I would rather be a Marine anywhere than a civilian in PA, but that is not to say that my highest hopes are for Pendleton. Not only is it Southern California, which speaks for itself, but two of my closest friends in the world reside there, and it is a haven for kettlerbellers. To wake up one day a Marine on Pendleton, and still an RKC, with some kettlebells and a TAPS bar for my platoon to train with is the equivalent of a degenerate gambler hitting it big and then being able to walk away from the table. Watch the video again and see why I love it.