Surely I’ve waited long enough.
Training for secret agent status is not without its trials and tribulations. One day you’re in deep cover trying to infiltrate a Scandinavian arms deal, the next you’re gambling away blood and treasure at the Baccarat table. It’s about getting comfortable being uncomfortable.
So, a few months ago I decided it was time to prove my resolve. I needed to do something out of character; so against the grain that my mettle would be tested. I decided to delay gratification.
Patience, surely the lowest rung on the ladder of virtue, has never been a strong suit.
It’s 6:30 AM and I’m having a fashion emergency.
This is rare for a Saturday, but most weekends I’m not so conflicted about what to wear while I make the husband breakfast. Today, however, wasn’t your average Saturday. General Defensive Handgun, my training for the weekend, starts at 8am sharp and I have no idea what to wear.
Trying to balance tactical and sartorial needs is more difficult than it sounds. I know from experience that the range will be freezing, and the classroom warm. The class overview calls for draws from concealment, tactical reloads, and shooting while moving. Does that call for a nice open-front flannel or a pull-over fleece?
I shot a handgun once before with some high school buddies and haven’t touched one since. At the time I couldn’t believe how easy it was to stroll into a gun range (if memory serves we were in Everett) and rent a few handguns for an hour. No one even asked me if I had ever fired a gun before.
My last formal class room, ironically enough, was a post grad product management program at Berkeley. Looking around the class room today, I don’t see anyone I would consider likely Berkeley alumni. My lasting image of the Berkeley campus was a student protest of the construction of a new football stadium. The new stadium required a few trees be cut down and that’s a Lindberg baby headline at Berkely. One student was living in a tree, complete with a pulley system for food and waste, for 100 plus days. Youth. Continue Reading