At the fear of this blog site being forgotten and because I am too busy (or lazy :)) to create my own blog I will add another post about the excitement that is Randi's life. This week I graduated the corrections academy which is big news because now I am officially sworn in to protect the constitution. It only took 11 weeks of training that included more push-ups than I can count, getting sprayed with OC spray (pepper spray times like a hundred, I don't recommend it), numerous tests on the criminal code in Utah, and a ton of other random things like doing a crime scene investigation and searching cells at the prison (thank goodness I am not a guy so I didn't have to do the strip search on the inmate before we searched the cell). Anyway I am done and back to my normal job as therapist, but now I have a badge! Here are some pictures of me in the uniform I had to wear to the academy, me and my new badge, and some of the friends I made while I was there. At the ceremony I sang the national anthem with 4 of the guys from my class and missed, getting the academic award by one point (the story of my life whenever I am in school my class is freakily smarter than all of the other classes). Can't wait to see you guys this summer at the reunion and I hope you are all doing great and enjoying the unexpected turns life takes, like becoming an officer :)
These are pictures of me in my uniform and my boots. I had to take a special picture of my boots because I never thought I would ever own a pair of combat boots
let alone be so excited at how shiny I can get them.
My badge, don't pay attention to how out of proportion my face looks in this picture.
A fun picture of me in swat gear when we did forced cell entries. This was my team of 5, one to hold the shield one four others, one for each limb.
So I am not smiling, but this is at graduation with two of girls from my class that I became pretty good friends with. We are all therapists and now workout buddies so we can stay in shape after the academy forced us to get that way with an hour of physical training everyday.
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