Maybe I’m a Toys”R” Us Kid

As part of a leadership engagement cohort, with 12 other fabulous leading role models, one of the recent assignments was to reevaluate my individual development plan (or IDP). Might I digress for just a moment to say everyone should attend some kind of cohort of people striving to be their best. In 4 weeks, there’s been crying, laughing, cursing, and complaining. I highly recommend it!

Focus, Kel.

As a government civilian, having an approved IDP is just one of the many requirements. It is even a requirement for my team, most of whom are paid from a different pot of money yet also considered government employees. I know many people think an IDP is a colossal waste of time, that no one looks at them, and less take them seriously. Not I. I enjoy going over it with my employees as it provides a snapshot of their future plans, goals, and aspirations.

Between 2020 and 2024, my long-term goal was a PhD. In 2025, I moved it to the short term section. Now? I have a few blanks to fill.

What do I want to be when I grow up?

I love asking this question to transitioning service members, soon-to-be retirees, and anyone else on the cusp of life choices. I love how it implies we’re all growing up, and we have a vast world of options to explore. Because we do!

So I asked myself what do I want to be when I grow up? And a list developed.

1. Teach. I adore education and academia. I love to learn. I’d go back to college tomorrow.

2. There’s a specific job I look up from time to time. It’s a position I accidentally stumbled upon many years ago, but knew it was not the opportunity for me then. It won’t be an opportunity for several more years because it requires deployment cycles, travel, and a move. But it gets my heart beating overtime when I see it. I get that excited rush contemplating what it could do for my career, my mental health, and definitely my physical presence. Introducing the Fit Boss, and its fun equivalent, the Fun Boss. These are real titles. These roles assign you to a Navy big deck and send you out with 3,000 of your closest friends to maintain fitness, health, and MWR-related activities and requirements while deployed. One day, I’ll be a Fit Boss.

3. Entrepreneur. I want to open a running store / coffee house / bakery. I recognize these ideas may not align; however, tis my dream.

I’ll keep adding as I see fit, as my interests change, and/or as life gets more life-ier. Who knows. Maybe there’s an opportunity for a Fit Boss Coach Baker.

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I ask you –

Tell me – what do you want to be when you grow up?

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REPOST! Leadership 101

A repost from October 13, 2025, just as the furlough was beginning, at a time I still had good spirits. Things changed fast, didn’t they? Anyway, I’m recovering from the island life so bear with me as I continue sorting laundry, vacuuming endless amounts of sand, and remembering how to work with people. I’ll be back in full force soon!

A few forgotten things about leadership:

The potential you see in others means nothing without their buy-in. If they don’t want it for themselves, it’s a brutal lesson in futility. Yours.
You will spend more time at work than with your own family over the course of a lifetime. Best love what you do. And surround yourself with the right people.
Do not expect others to care the way you do. Alternately, you may not care the way they do. It’s ok.
It weighs a lot because it is insanely lonely at the top. The sleepless nights, the fights with other decision makers, the balance never found. You probably won’t have any friends and, if you do, watch out for perception. I am not inclined.

A lovely friend sent me the following graphic after she proudly exclaimed how I had “grown a pair”.

What she does not realize is for every day my “pair” swings, I have just as many softer moments, where I’m reminded to fight the good fight means not acting like a complete arsehole and picking my battles. Forever, a work in progress.

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I ask you –

What is your toughest leadership challenge?

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REPOST! Still Talking About Standards

While on a much-needed island vacation, I’ll be sharing some older posts. The post below was originally published February 3, 2025. At this moment, I’m probably basking unashamedly on the beach with a cup of coffee. Hope you’re having a wonderful day, as well!

I think there is some confusion regarding the (soon to be released) updated Air Force fitness standards, specifically the acclimatization period, indicated by the unprofessional eye roll I exhibited when someone said they were instructed to provide feedback once the standards are released. Might be a little late for feedback. It sounded as if the person thought the acclimatization period was for the new standards to acclimate to them. No, no. The acclimatization period is for you to adapt to the standard.

One must understand fitness waits for no one. And if you don’t get onboard now, you will be left behind. The fact that each military member has between 6-12 months to “acclimate” is extremely generous. Upon a high level policy discussion, I shared how I had completed a 5k obstacle run at 16-weeks postpartum. Please don’t tell me you didn’t have enough time to get yourself in shape for these new standards. Please don’t give me your excuses. Might it have been lofty, dare I say stupid, to attempt this endeavor? Sure. But I did it. Because I knew I would be returning to the uniform sooner rather than later. And fitness waits for no one.

Tag: Air Power. Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Now – I strive to share fair albeit biased information on RoF. So I’ve put together a sampling of other country’s (enemy and ally) fitness standards. If the US desires to compete as a global power, then we must get a handle on the expanding medical challenges we face, starting with obesity and rapidly growing waistlines. For brevity, I am only researching Air Force standards, not Army or Navy.

Allies

Royal Air Force (RAF) – Candidates must pass a Pre-Joining Fitness Test, which consists of a 2.4km (1.5 mile) run on a treadmill (set to zero incline), and as many press-ups and sit ups as possible in 1 minute. For the male/female pass standards, check out RAF. The same testing methods apply to current RAF members.

Japan Air Self-Defense Force (JSDF), or Japanese Air Force – 20 meter shuttle run, standing long jump, grip strength, sit-ups, and the sit and reach. The initial test is shared on the Japanese SDF page, but it was difficult to determine if this was only for the Army or all branches.

South Korea – an initial “fitness for duty” conscription test is administered to everyone at age 19. This test consists of grip strength, back strength (push ups), sit and reach, standing long-jump, sit-ups, and a 3km shuttle run. The annual requirement includes a 3km run, 2-minutes of push-ups, and 2-minutes of sit-ups. I wasn’t able to locate the pass/fail standards after a cursory search.

German Air Force – annually, members conduct an 11×10 meter shuttle sprint, a flexed-arm hang to measure endurance, and a 1000-meter run. For further explanation of the requirements, click here.

French Air & Space Force – annual requirements include the “beep test”, or shuttle run, of 2400 meters, pull ups, push ups, a 25 meter swim (or other variation), and, possibly, rope climbing. This article from 2010 is the closest I could find for the testing standards.

Enemies

Russian Air Force – scores are categorized for members over and under 30 years of age – a 3km run (cardiovascular), a 100m sprint (speed), pull-ups (upper body strength), and 10×10 meter shuttle runs (agility). Connell, Lennox, and Schwartz (2023) wrote Training in the Russian Armed Forces: An
Assessment of Recent Reforms and their Impact on Russian Operations in Ukraine, an interesting look into the Russian military.

North Korea – the secretiveness of the military regime prevented full research data; however, it is known members adhere to a test which include 30-minutes of power walking, gymnastics without apparatus, and 5-minutes of stretching/squats. Interestingly, military members must initially pass the following checks: at least 148cm (4 ft 9 in) in height and a weight of at least 43kg (94.79 lbs). As malnutrition is a widespread problem in the country, the heigh and weight requirements have adjusted throughout history. Specific information regarding the fitness scores and standards is not publicly available.

People’s Liberation Army Air Force (PLAAF), or China – testing includes a 2.4 km run, 2 mins of push-ups, 2 mins of sit-ups. Allen and Allen (2018) discuss PLAAF unit testing, as well as Cozad and Wenger (2025) who indicate the challenges facing China’s ability to recruit members based on malnutrition disqualification and one-child families. Access to the fitness standards was difficult to obtain.

Conclusion

Although I had hoped this post would go a different direction using concrete evidence and publicly available data, I still believe the US is on par with other country’s military fitness requirements. The shuttle run is a popular technique amongst allied and enemy countries, as well as the standard push up and sit up. Again, some of the information I found could be slanted towards Army/Navy; however, I put more effort into finding Air Force-specific standards.

So what does this all mean? In truth, I don’t really know. I think most countries agree on the standard fitness tests and mostly agree on the methods to test. Interestingly, I did not purposefully seek data regarding height/weight measurements, which is a tested element in the US and several other countries, despite only North Korea outright sharing the requirement. As malnutrition, corruption, and lack of sustainable food growth is a serious problem in other countries, they have the opposite issue of the US – their people do not eat enough and their growth is stunted. In the US, although food insecurity and a percentage of the population without adequate nutrition exists, we either don’t widely share that data or it is insignificant when researching the military. Perhaps a post for another day.

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I ask you –

Did any of the information above surprise you?

(The post Still Talking About Standards first appeared here at Running on Fumes.)

Choices

On the cusp of vacation, I remind myself to set clear boundaries regarding my time away. Work: true emergencies only, don’t forget you have a mandatory 2-hr teams call. Home: ehhh, Parts has it. Fun: enjoy every second!

The (partial) team!

Which leads me to a topic I know I’ve previously discussed on RoF. Two words: decision fatigue.

I don’t know the average number of decisions one makes a day, but I bet I outpace the average. By at least a hundred. As a leader, it’s expected and applauded to make decisions. I got it. Oftentimes, however, that role bleeds over into every other part of my life. And it’s tiring. I would still give the same percentage to my job even if I wasn’t being paid, but there is a level of expectation to relax while away from work, to simplify, to rest.

Perhaps I should approve a yes moratorium during vacation to combat the decision fatigue I will inevitably feel obligated to address. I’ll just say yes to everything. What do you want to eat? What time are we…? Do you want to stop here? How many minutes until…? When are we leaving? Where are we going? Have you…? Should we…?

Yes. The answer is yes. Does it truly answer a fraction of the questions? Meh. But the answer is yes! It never fails that at least a dozen instances will arise where I just remind everyone I, too, am on vacation and would really love to enjoy myself.

No more questions, please. Just yes.

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I ask you –

Is the most exhausting part of your day the decision-making?

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Girl, yes, you do

A compilation of the random things I tell myself and what I’d tell many women navigating life –

Girl, you don’t need another eye cream. You need a consistent sleep routine.

Girl, you don’t need excuses. You need actions.

Girl, you don’t need to use AI. You need to use 4 functioning brain cells.

Girl, you don’t need to date someone in the church. You were told to bring someone to church! If you read this and think these shoes fit you, they probably do. Put them on, march yourself outside, and start looking.

Girl, you don’t need any more energy drinks and you sure don’t need to check your blood pressure while drinking it. You need water!

Girl, you don’t need another cookie…wait, yes, you do!

P.S. do not try the newest Blue Bell flavor, chocolate lava cake. I want it all for myself!

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I ask you –

Anything to add to this compilation?

Have you tried the new ice cream flavor?!

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Data Circles & Cycles

Screw this. -me, most of the time

You see that thing that says “Intensification Phase”? Well, the me who created this plan to coincide the Intensification Phase with my Luteal Phase (pre-period week, for any non-ovary owners) was an absolute idiot. My stomach looks like I drink beer for a living, and I’m craving donuts. Nonstop. I feel like garbage, I look like garbage, and my bloated belly is both uncomfortable and very unfortunate for my workout goals. I hate this part.

So, instead of complaining, kidding, I’m doing that anyway, I suck it up and complete the hellish workout, for intensification purposes only. Might even throw in a good run, to round off the rage and loathing. But, wait, there’s more! After the intensification phase is a lovely phase titled the Realization Phase, which is a nice way to say you’re about to lift some heavy a** sh*t and you’ll be powerful and awesome and toned and kick butt all day! Just don’t die.

And another thing! This is the worst time to learn a new skill, such as data analysis using this fun little program called Power Bi. It’s not fun. I should have been able to plug in an Excel document, tell it to analyze the data, and a happy graphic pop out. Ha. What I got was a headache, convoluted data, and no happy graphic. I did receive a graph, but it didn’t have anything populated so it was basically blank and unhappy. Much like me.

Fortunately, the very next day post-Power Bi BS was fraught with zero Internet connection so everyone received a reprieve from work. Haha sort of. Not me though. I had a 2-day unexpected delivery of fitness equipment I think everyone forgot about. They said delivery in April, then May. Almost July is good. There was trash scattered from one end of the facility to the other. I walked 18,000 steps that day and, if I’d known what the day would bring, I would not have run!

But guess who didn’t have to Power Bi that day? This girl! Alas, I still have tutorials to watch. And data to analyze. Pie chart, anyone?

Welcome to PMS, friends. It will probably get worse before it gets better but maybe it’s just the hormones talking. Maybe I can make a graph of mood swings.

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I ask you –

How does the Power Bi thing work? I’m googling demos.

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Well, I’ll be

Palindrome post achievement from last Wednesday’s post.

18 mins per day – totals 1,000 minutes per year. If you want to excel at something or see measurable results, commit to 18 mins per day. Guitar lessons, dance practice, and millions of other ideas you may have for yourself could be realized in just 18 mins/day. Now, I sound like one of those commercials for abused puppies.

The AI experience is out of control. Every flyer looks the same. Social media is overrun with it. You know the button you’re supposed to click to indicate it was made with AI? Yeah, no one’s doing that. It actually sickens me. And don’t tell me marketing has no role in today’s world. We need them to clear out the AI clutter and broadcast original ideas. Soap box, anyone?

I have no context for the hilarity of the above photo. Pretty sure I was asking McK about something while she was trying to do math. Me? Looking for an adult. McK? Looking for snacks. We were both sleep-deprived.

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I ask you –

Have you ever seen a photo of yourself where you wondered what was going on in that moment?

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I see you!

A collection of observations –

It is hard to believe it took a massive installation-wide inspection for my job to not feel as if it was on fire. Seriously. I haven’t felt a peaceful moment at work since the first furlough. More accurately…since Jan 2025. This past week was 3 consecutive days of calm.

Referred to here as obligation overload, the trend in my workplace is to wait until the end of the week to load the schedule. For example, Thursdays are my busiest days. But why. I’d rather front load the entire week so I can deal with other things towards the end. I don’t believe this was thoroughly thought through.

Recently, I read an article regarding Gun Violence | Rockefeller Institute of Government https://www.rockinst.org/issue-areas/gun-violence/. I follow this Rockefeller site as it publishes information, data, and research related to immigration, which I’m deeply fascinated by. If you consider yourself as one who has an open mind and can read a research article with transparency and potential for usefulness, you, too, might find it interesting.

Finally, an observation meets obligation. The customary Change of Command ceremony, complete with pomp and circumstance. Meet my 6,000 closest friends. I ended up in the cheap seats, although there was a kind offer to sit on someone’s lap. Hallelujah for the dreary day because I brought my umbrella, just in case, old lady-style.

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I ask you –

What day of the week is your busiest day?

Have you ever brought an umbrella to a sunny outdoor event?

(The post I See You first appeared here at Running on Fumes.)

Voice at the Table

It is very difficult to tell what someone is thinking if they don’t say a word. For a moment, imagine my frustration and wild thoughts when entering into a potentially volatile situation where everyone sits quietly.

I digress.

We have entered this lovely time of year in the military that we call change of command. Literally, the command (or leadership team) is changing. New people, new ideas, new focus, new complaints, new marks of ownership. Occasionally, we can’t wait for change of command because the current leadership has worn out their welcome. Equally, the 2-3 years have flown by with great success and you lose a good one. Although we’re happy for their next command, we experience a mental and emotional loss. And by we, I mean me.

Inside a squadron, often the loss feels more significant. I’m sure our leadership hopes to have imparted some wisdom and legacy on their followers.

Circling the plane.

At a different level, I saw leaders speaking for themselves rather than their teams. When placed at a big fancy table with decision-makers, those leaders lost focus on what mattered and pushed their agenda as if it would solve all the problems. I saw it time and again. And I saw it fail spectacularly. When it was my turn to say what I wanted, all I said was “I want a voice at the table”. Fortunately, I have never doubted my voice is heard.

So when I sit at the big fancy table with all the decision-makers, I speak up. Proudly. Confidently. And with one goal in mind – to ensure my team has a voice at the table.

Which leads me to the runway.

When you sit at the table, you best be prepared. You best have a plan. You best listen, read the room, absorb the information, and be ready to execute a plan. Fight for it. Fight for your activity, your team, your people.

I will never understand those that sit there expecting someone else to tell them their plan. The ones who have no idea what’s going on and fail to ask questions. Is my perspective wrong? Probably. But it doesn’t explain why I see this same scenario again and again.

Sitting at the table is powerful. It is humbling. It is a literal indication of someone else’s belief in your ability.

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Show them you have earned it.

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I ask you –

What do you expect from your leadership?

Tell me what it means to you to have a voice at the table.

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Might as well put a disclaimer here because I already know.

Polarizing topic ahead.

For the better part of my adult life, and countless times in the military, I’ve been accused/subject to attention for/questioned (or whatever term you want to use) regarding unduly familiar relationships with others, both up and down the chain.

Honestly, I believe I just have the face of someone who can be trusted. Really, there’s no malicious intent. I have an invisible sign on my forehead stating “Please, tell me your life story”. I wish I was kidding. It happens so often it must be there, only visible to everyone else.

The reason I bring this up is not out of frustration or complaint or, even, excuse. It’s fascinating to me. I have very intimate relationships and knowledge of people I may only have had acquaintance-style encounters with. I know things. It often gets misconstrued to having formed very deep relationships with others (from an outsider’s perspective) yet I really do not have this depth. Yet I do. I believe it leads to jealousy and a lack of understanding in other relationships. I don’t know how to offer reassurance here, it’s just me. Must be that empath stuff again. Full disclosure: it is exhausting.

‘Tis my blog so I can be as transparent or as abstract as I wish. The fascination lies in knowing there are others out there with the same qualities and my research-focused brain wants to speak to them. I want to know how this happens…does it come from listening, from allowing others to speak freely, or from pointed questions? All of the above? Is it possible for others to cultivate these relationships with virtual strangers or is it proximity? I genuinely want to understand.

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I ask you –

Do you have strong relationships with acquaintances?

Is this a new idea to you?

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