Follow your dreams…

Victoria Cross…

The Victoria Cross (VC) is the highest award of the United Kingdom honours system. It is awarded for gallantry “in the presence of the enemy” to members of the British armed forces. It may be awarded posthumously.

Today I was up at the crack of dawn (6am) for a 7am PT session (my second this week).  My arms and thighs are bloody killing me (no pain, no gain).  I decided I needed to actually act upon my ‘do more, eat less’ philosophy.  I have to say though, the poached egg on muffin with haddock went down a treat post workout.  I expect I consumed more calories than I expended (still, mustn’t grumble).  I had to start somewhere and start I have.  Off to town shortly to purchase a new gym kit (motivational purposes, obviously).  Before I do though, I wanted to put down my 99 word story for this weeks Carrot Ranch prompt challenge:

March 22, 2018, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less) write a story using the theme “follow your dreams.” Bonus points for throwing a badge into the tale. Go where the prompt leads.

Honourable Discharge

She observed the monarchy presenting her boy the Victoria Cross.  Corporal Trigg-Ashworth had served 12 years: 3 months: 4 tours. He had seen things only dreamed up in the darkest of nightmares; regrettably had done worse.  He stood to attention as the bronze emblem was pinned to the right of his uniform.

He’d trailed in his father’s footprints; he would have been proud. Honourably discharged, it was time for her son to now follow his own dreams. Keeping head held high, walking stick in hand, he’d earned his badge of honour; for valour, for country, for both of them. 

 

Ps.  The above piece  is not intended to be factually correct.  Massive respect to all our serving forces! I salute thee!

 

 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Victoria_Cross