Well dang it, that looks even better! Now you are back in good graces! I watch you guys do battle here at our National battlefield in high summer, dressed out in wool and running, canteens a flopping across the field. You can always tell the new guys they start running too early and poop out. The cagey veterans hold till they must! I would die just running in all that wool in a hundred degrees. When they are in formation or muster I swear I can feel the sweat running down my back and my legs from all the pomp and circumstance memories in Marine Corps.