Coming back from an exercise during our DP1 in Meaford: everyone's been up for three days doing FOB drills, offensive attacks, patrols, and trench positions. We finally pack up and begin our 5km ruck back to base with all of our kit. Half of our staff are rucking with us, while the other half got a ride back in one of the MilCots. Finally getting back to base, everyone's tanked but glad we were able to get through the exercise. Everyone grabs an IMP and begins cleaning their weapons.
It's time for a staff change. Remember the staff who got a ride? They've been sleeping for the past hour and a half and can't possibly imagine why they're seeing some tired soldiers cleaning their weapons. Finally one of them gets so pissed off that he gets everyone's weapons down, everyone gets back into full FFO, and we get to have a gauntlet of sprints, push-ups, sit-ups, and circuits. Boy did that hurt