My SFAS Failure

[Synsei]

TS gave me the nod to post this. I hope it helps some of you younger (and even older) guys getting ready for selection.


I’m a 38 year old prior service guy that attended SFAS back in 2001. When I was an E-4, I re-enlisted with an option to work in the SF recruiting office on Ft. Hood. The reason I wanted this temporary assignment was so that I could fully immerse myself in all things SF prior to going to selection. There were about 6 or 7 other soldiers (half of which had already been selected and awaiting Q Course dates). We were up doing PT 2 hours before the rest of Ft Hood, and finished an hour after them. We ran, rucked, swam, and carried telephone poles around post. I thought I was ready for SFAS (there wasn’t any material for research back then).

While I was at selection, I had a blast. There was absolutely no other place I wanted to be. I quickly realized that “wanting to be selected” was relative. What I mean by this is that everybody there said they wanted to be selected but I was amazed at how easily people quit. I thought that everybody there wanted to be there just as much as I did but I was wrong. That being said, I couldn’t get my head around while people were quitting. I compared it to high school football. Simply put, if you want to be on the team, you have to run the 2 a day practices under the hot summer sun or you're not going to be on the team. One night I was talking to a guy who was originally from Panama (and could run like the wind). He was always telling jokes that were made funnier by his accent. I enjoyed talking to him after a long day. The next morning his rack was cleared. He had VW’ed during the night.

Now, I didn’t go to SFAS with the mindset of blowing every event out of the water. Actually, the only mindset I had was one of DON’T QUIT. This got me though a lot of tough times. By the time I got to land nav, I started to feel more confident every time somebody else quit because I was nowhere near wanting to quit.

The Downturn- Over the years, I’ve replayed this in my head over and over and over again.

Team week-
During one event, we were rucking while carrying ammo crates and rubber ducks. I was hurting as was everybody else. I should’ve worked on my grip and forearm strength. A Ranger officer was my carrying buddy for a couple evolutions on this event and he kept dropping the crate. This caused my arm and shoulder to jerk violently. After a few times of this, I lost it on him. I don’t remember what I said but it was something along the lines of “Drop this one more time and I’m going to fuck you up. You're a fucking Ranger, dude.” He literally started crying and said “I’m trying.” As I look back, I should’ve offered some encouragement and motivation instead of cursing him. He quit the event shortly afterwards.

I was never a great ruck marcher, but I had a heart like Rocky Balboa. One of the guys on my team happened to be a combat medic that used to do PT with the SFAS group back on Ft Hood. “John” was a lot stronger ruck marcher than I was so I used him as my motivation (“Just keep up with John”). During the transition forced ruck to the next event, we had a pretty good pace that all of the remaining team members were able to maintain. After a while, the cadre designated a new TL. The new team leader was built like a tank and one of his strides was 2 to the rest of us. He took off like a race horse. We had to ruck run just to keep up with him. As we moved out, we passed 3 other teams like they were standing still. Some of the other guys that were from Ft. Hood (but on different teams) saw this and as I was passing them, they mouthed the words “what the fuck?”, but all I could do was shrug my shoulders in reply and continue running. This went on for a good while and my team was starting to slinky a bit. I was definitely hurting but I kept telling myself to “Keep up with John”. What I thought was a good idea, turned out to be the worst. Why? John fell out of the movement. I continued on for a while but more and more of my team fell by the wayside. Finally, after telling our cadre assessor that I’m NOT QUITTING at least 25 times, he told me to get into the bed of the truck. I cried like no grown man should ever cry (barring loss of life). In the end, the new team leader finished with 4 out of the original 14 members. Other teams finished with their whole team intact while mine finished with 4. For 13 years, I’ve blamed that one man for robbing me of my destiny. It wasn’t until about a week ago that I realized the truth. I self-assed myself out of that transition movement. I essentially bet my dream of becoming a Special Forces soldier on John being as motivated as I was. I made a ceiling of John’s performance on that ruck, and as such, when he quit that movement, my mental ceiling was destroyed. It didn’t matter that I had never been able to keep up with John until that day. His failure became my failure.

I’m now older and a different person than I was back then. I understand and accept my shortcomings and I am determined to overcome them.

Here’s where I think I failed although I’m not qualified to say with any certainty:

1. I didn’t show up at SFAS wanting to destroy it, but rather only to survive it. My confidence was a slow gradual ramp up based on the failures of others.

2. As a younger soldier, I didn't understand the nuances of what others perceive as good humor. As we were putting away the logs after log PT, I made a joke about the team in front of mine being “blue falcons” for taking so long. I said it with a smile, but one member of that team glared at me as if I had said something about his mother. Coincidentally, this guy ended up being the aforementioned team leader of death.

3. Mentally, I based my performance output somebody else. I didn’t trust myself and my own intestinal fortitude. Who’s to say that I wouldn’t have been able to finish that movement if I had relied on myself?


What my older mind understands now-

If at least one of your reasons for wanting to be SF is to be a part of something bigger than yourself, then begin your training with that same mindset. Don’t train just to be strong, train to get strong so that you can help your team. Don’t train to be fast, train to be fast so that you can save your buddy’s life if you have to. Continue to learn so that you can be an asset to your team. Doing training with the mindset of becoming an asset to your team instead of a liability gives you a feeling of accountability. This feeling of accountability inherently lends itself to a stronger dedication to training because you are training for something bigger than yourself. I’ve started by sharing my failure with this community so that others may benefit from it. I hope to be back in boots within a month and hope to return to SFAS within 1 year.

[striveseekfind]

Synsei,

Good read, and thank you for sharing that. It makes me take another glance at myself and make sure that I refocus my own training, standards, and goals in order to best prepare for SFAS. When I was in the Marines and we would PT or hump, I always gauged my successes on those in front of me. If we were running, I would always try to pass the man in front of me, or if I was in the lead, then never allow the footsteps behind me to pass by. The same was true for the hump. I wouldn't allow any distance to open up between myself and the man in front, because the slinky is the WORST thing to try and overcome when you're exhausted. I am confident, but absolutely not cocky, because hubris and arrogance get stamped out very quickly and have no benefit to the team. Good luck in the future, and once again I appreciate hearing your story.

[Talo]

Thank you very much for taking the time to share your experience with us.

This is something I will be reflecting on for the next few days in order to better myself so that I may serve to a greater extent.


Best of luck at SFAS.

[1stindoor]

That was a good post and reminded me of a talk I had with a young Soldier a few weeks ago. I asked him why he didn't consider going to SF, his response was he was afraid he'd fail selection. I've been thinking about his answer every since and thought...if that's how you think...you probably will fail. I went through in 1988, I don't ever remember worrying about failing, though I do remember worrying about carrying my fair share of the load.

[processengineer]

Thank you very much for this, this is a side of Selection that I have almost never read about during my prep. Best of luck.

[highlander282]

Hey man, im a recent SFAS select and I can relate to the op. When I first showed up to SFAS the formation was huge, about 300 barrel chested tough looking men. I'm an average dude, spent all of my career in the 82nd, only maxed the APFT twice, and I was very intimidated. I remember thinking how in the hell am I going to get selected over all these studs. Heading into selection my mantra was don't quit, be a good dude to your brothers out there and carry your weight. So even though I figured I had a snow balls chance in hell of making it, I gave 110%. And guess what happened? The dude who finished first on every event failed something. Mean tough looking dudes couldn't hump a ruck, guys who did 30 pull ups couldn't navigate or keep there cool, and after 19 days this big ass formation of warriors was very very small, but I was still in it. So I believe as long as you can hack the standards, not be a whiny child and carry your fair share, you'll be dialed in...oh and read " a letter to Garcia. " you should be able to search it in the forums.

[highlander282]

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[striveseekfind]

Originally Posted by 1stindoor

That was a good post and reminded me of a talk I had with a young Soldier a few weeks ago. I asked him why he didn't consider going to SF, his response was he was afraid he'd fail selection. I've been thinking about his answer every since and thought...if that's how you think...you probably will fail. I went through in 1988, I don't ever remember worrying about failing, though I do remember worrying about carrying my fair share of the load.

1stindoor,

Intellectually, I understand where this guy is coming from, but I cannot fully understand that kind of thinking. I believe that the fear of failure is the worst excuse for not trying to accomplish something you hold in high regard. While I kind of feel bad for this guy, in the end I really don't. When people have remarked to me, "I could never be in the Marines, I don't think I could handle that," I usually tell them that they probably in all reality could, if they wanted to. In my mind though, I know that not believing in one's own capabilities and strengths is a guarantee of failure. If I were to not be selected, I wouldn't see that as a failure. The action of making an honest, true, and valiant effort to master the challenges presented before me does not constitute failure in my mind. Quitting, cheating, or any other negative removal would constitute failure, and that is not in my character. If I could not meet the standard, then that is that. There is a difference, then, between failure and non-selection.

[frostfire]

Originally Posted by Synsei

Team week-
During one event, we were rucking while carrying ammo crates and rubber ducks. I was hurting as was everybody else. I should’ve worked on my grip and forearm strength. A Ranger officer was my carrying buddy for a couple evolutions on this event and he kept dropping the crate. This caused my arm and shoulder to jerk violently. After a few times of this, I lost it on him. I don’t remember what I said but it was something along the lines of “Drop this one more time and I’m going to fuck you up. You're a fucking Ranger, dude.” He literally started crying and said “I’m trying.” As I look back, I should’ve offered some encouragement and motivation instead of cursing him.

Synsei, thank you for the humbling post and especially this part. 110% relevant for life, work, and "other" selection.

When I worked in the ED, I coined the term "wounded animal." The patients show this more often than not. When the stress, pain, and frustration go up, just like a wounded animal that person begins chomping on everyone else, even the healthcare personnel, even a supposedly team member. It is not uncommon for the ED staff to exibit wounded animal characteristics themselves. Hurt people hurt people. It is normal. It is expected. But rising above that is where that "special" comes in I suppose. Way back when this forum started in 2004, a QP gave an golden advice on practicing "selflessness" and made it a habit.

When I was in jump school, there were female students who weren't cutting it either due to excessive adipose tissue, lack of upper body strength, etc. The rest of the troop, the privates, the marines, PJ, CCT, and all, were very harsh towards them and pretty much encouraging them to quit. One MARSOC CPT, however, rose above the occasion and encouraged/motivated them all the way through jump week. One female E8 made it. I learned a lot from that MARSOC CPT on leadership and compassion. He was also the first on the serving roster on our chow line no matter how late the day. I told him we, the army, should be serving the marine as our guest instead, and asked to take his place. He wouldn't budge. The few, the proud indeed.

[Synsei]

I'm glad that I was able to contribute by sharing my experience. The process of writing and sharing it with you guys was actually mutually beneficial. It forced me to be honest with myself.

On a side note, I hit my 25m target this afternoon by enlisting in the TXNG. I chose to reclass to 11B as its the logical choice in terms of acquiring more skill sets for the path I've chosen. Plus, how many people can say that they're the King AND Queen of Battle?- I also have an artillery MOS.

New 25m target: Passing SFAD at 19th Group.

[funnyman]

Originally Posted by Synsei

I'm glad that I was able to contribute by sharing my experience. The process of writing and sharing it with you guys was actually mutually beneficial. It forced me to be honest with myself.

On a side note, I hit my 25m target this afternoon by enlisting in the TXNG. I chose to reclass to 11B as its the logical choice in terms of acquiring more skill sets for the path I've chosen. Plus, how many people can say that they're the King AND Queen of Battle?- I also have an artillery MOS.

New 25m target: Passing SFAD at 19th Group.

If I read the thread correctly, you're 38 years old now? Do the NG groups have no age limit for entering the pipeline? Best of luck to you!

[Scimitar]

IIRC you have to have enlisted before your 35th and can DEP no longer than a year. So basically hit Basic before 36 yo

But the OP has existing TIS that can be added to that ceiling. Hence his ability to REenlist at a greater age.

S

[funnyman]

Originally Posted by Scimitar

IIRC you have to have enlisted before your 35th and can DEP no longer than a year. So basically hit Basic before 36 yo

But the OP has existing TIS that can be added to that ceiling. Hence his ability to REenlist at a greater age.

S

I had 14 years TIS before I ETS'd. So that means I can be 14 + 36 = 50 years old and still reenlist and hit the pipeline? Interesting..
Doing Crossfit for the last 9 months has gotten me in great shape.
Plus, with all the extra courses I've been taking (VTAC, ECQC, etc), I'm a better tactical shooter than ever. Maybe third time is a charm.

Just kidding guys, I know I'm too old. I'll just stick around in case a war starts here.

[HardRoad]

My senior weapons sergeant from a few years ago, now a team sergeant, went through selection at 42 and the Q course at 43, and deployed to Iraq and Afghanistan. The Guard really is a little bit different animal.

I'll admit I probably couldn't have done it, and you're more likely to find yourself sidelined by an injury than a younger man, but it's not impossible.

[Synsei]

Originally Posted by Scimitar

IIRC you have to have enlisted before your 35th and can DEP no longer than a year. So basically hit Basic before 36 yo

But the OP has existing TIS that can be added to that ceiling. Hence his ability to REenlist at a greater age.

S

Correct.

In terms of my age (38), I've made it a point to not think about it. Ever. All I think about is training hard, training smart, eating clean, getting selected, and what it'd feel like to have my wife and daughters attend my graduation from the Q. Outside of that, nothing else matters.