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They out paddled, outran, and out swam all the other boat crews. The big men in the other boat crews would always make good natured fun of the tiny littleflippers the munchkins put on their tiny little feet prior to every swim. But somehow these little guys, from every corner of the Nation and the world, always had thelast laugh swimming faster than everyone and reaching the shore long before the rest of us. SEAL training was a great equalizer. Nothing mattered but your will to succeed. Not your color,not your ethnic background, not your education and not your social status. If you want to change the world, measure a person by the size of their heart, not the size oftheir flippers. Several times a week, the instructors would line up the class and do a uniform inspection. Itwas exceptionally thorough. Your hat had to be perfectly starched, your uniform immaculately pressed and your belt buckleshiny and void of any smudges. But it seemed that no matter how much effort you put into starching your hat, or pressingyour uniform or polishing your belt buckle it just wasnamp。39。t good enough. The instructors would fine amp。quot。somethingamp。quot。 wrong. For failing the uniform inspection, the student had to run, fully clothed into the surfzone andthen, wet from head to toe, roll around on the beach until every part of your body was coveredwith sand. The effect was known as a amp。quot。sugar cookie.amp。quot。 You stayed in that uniform the rest of the daycold,wet and sandy. There were many a student who just couldnamp。39。t accept the fact that all their effort was in no matter how hard they tried to get the uniform rightit was unappreciated. Those students didnamp。39。t make it through training. Those students didnamp。39。t understand the purpose of the drill. You were never going to were never going to have a perfect uniform. Sometimes no matter how well you prepare or how well you perform you still end up as asugar cookie. Itamp。39。s just the way life is sometimes. If you want to change the world get over being a sugar cookie and keep moving forward. Every day during training you were challenged with multiple physical eventslong runs, longswims, obstacle courses, hours of calisthenicssomething designed to test your mettle. Every event had standardstimes you had to meet. If you failed to meet those standards yourname was posted on a list and at the end of the day those on the list were invited toa amp。quot。circus.amp。quot。 A circus was two hours of additional calisthenicsdesigned to wear you down, to break yourspirit, to force you to quit. No one wanted a circus. A circus meant that for that day you didnamp。39。t measure up. A circus meant more fatigueandmore fatigue meant that the following day would be more difficultand more circuses werelikely. But at some time during SEAL training, everyoneeveryonemade the circus list. But an interesting thing happened to those who were constantly on the list. Overtime thosestudentswho did two hours of extra calisthenicsgot stronger and stronger. The pain of the circuses built inner strengthbuilt physical resiliency. Life is filled with circuses. You will fail. You will likely fail often. It will be painful. It will be discouraging. At times it willtest you to your very core. But if you want to change the world, donamp。39。t be afraid of the circuses. At least twice a week, the trainees were required to run the obstacle course. The obstaclecourse contained 25 obstacles inclu