There's a PFT next Monday. That's the Physical Fitness Test for those insufficiently familiar with USMC TLA jargon. One of my fellow corporals is doing it for score, so I'm going to run too, but my score won't be entered.

Some motivation seemed appropriate, so we're placing a side bet. Whoever has the faster run time buys the slower runner breakfast.

"Wait," you cry out. "The winner buys? What's up with that?"

Well, the loser has to eat it. And the breakfast is rice with nattō. Curdled soybeans. They look like droppings for a deer with a digestive disorder. I'm told that they smell a bit like that, too. It's a regional Japanese specialty, and Okinawa is not an area where it's popular. But I found some in a grocery store not long ago.

I have no desire to eat any nattō, so I'll be running strong!

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