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The U.S. Military’s Weighty Challenge: ‘Skinny-Fat’ Recruits

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Twice a year, all members of the U.S. armed forces must pass a physical fitness test. When tape measures meet bellies, though, things can get complicated.

Can fit people have large waists? Are skinny people automatically in shape? Is it OK to suck in the gut?

Will the measuring tape go belly-up?

These matters have been prompting considerable navel-gazing in the nation’s military, along with such questions as—where should the tape measure even go, and is it the right tool for modern days?

The Pentagon hasn’t been able to conclusively decide where a person’s waist is, which presents one problem.

The Army says it is at a soldier’s belly button, which is easy to find but kind of high. The Navy says it is at the iliac crest, which makes sense, if one has heard of an iliac before. The Air Force and Space Force says it is between the lowest rib and the top of the hip bone. And the Marine Corps, when measuring female Marines, uses an intricate formula that for some reason takes into account the sternum—which even a person without a Ph.D. in physiology knows is closer to the shoulders than to what most people consider to be the waist.

“There was a whole meeting on this,” said Dr. Karl E. Friedl, a senior research scientist for the Army, recalling a 1998 National Institutes of Health gathering. “It was just a hilarious talk.”

The military definition of a waist is actually a weighty topic. A few extra inches of girth around the midsection can mean a person has to start a remedial exercise program or can even get kicked out for being overweight.

While the Department of Defense appears to be the quintessential top-down bureaucracy, the only real guidance it gives the services is that they come up with fitness and body-composition standards “consistent with established scientific principles of physical training,” according to a Pentagon official. Every branch of the armed forces is supposed to figure it out for itself, making for a bureaucratic mess.

Female Marine Corps recruits stand in platoon order after swim training in Parris Island, S.C. PHOTO: STEPHEN B. MORTON/ASSOCIATED PRESS

The humble tape measure has loomed large over military life because it is something that many soldiers, no matter how fit and accomplished, have had to stomach. Troops don’t just have to be able to pass fitness tests, they have to not be overweight and that is where the punctilio of waist measurement comes in.

Jarred Rickey has been an infantryman, Black Hawk helicopter pilot and currently serves as spokesman for the Rhode Island National Guard. Rickey, 44, is just over 6-feet tall and regularly tips the scales at more than 200 pounds, he said. He’s always breezed through the Army’s fitness tests, but for decades has had to face the tape measure to boot.

“It doesn’t matter if your boss is cool,” he said, because the tape-measuring system was designed to prevent people playing favorites.

Strategies to prevent shenanigans have included having tape measure-wielding troops come from a different unit to prevent friends from giving each other breaks, or enemies from going hard on each other.

Marine recruits in San Diego recently during a baseball game between the San Diego Padres and the San Francisco Giants. PHOTO: GREGORY BULL/ASSOCIATED PRESS

The history of military fitness standards shows it has always been as much art as science when it comes to judging whether a corporal is considered too corpulent to serve.

European militaries in the 1800s made sure a fellow’s chest was in good proportion to the rest of his body. In the U.S. during the Civil War era, a doctor only checked to make sure a soldier’s gut didn’t stick out too far, according to a statistics the military published in 1875.

By the advent of World War I, the military was more concerned with keeping underweight and weak soldiers out of uniform than screening out overweight ones, although there was guidance that overweight people weren’t suitable for cavalry service.

After World War II, the Army had Harvard professor Earnest Hooton apply the now discredited pseudoscience of somatotyping to try to determine what makes the best soldier. The idea was that body shape would reveal not fitness levels but personality traits. (Hooton’s study was later consigned to the scientific scrapheap)

Over time, as Americans got heavier, concern shifted from scrawny soldiers to their heftier counterparts.

 “Each soldier is a representative of the United States Government,” said a 1976 revision of physical-fitness and weight-control regulations. “Waistlines that stretch the front of an otherwise well-fitting blouse or shin, and ‘pot-bellies’ detract from good military appearance.”

Branches of the armed forces have been changing how they measure physical fitness. In 1971, Marine recruits climbed ropes in Parris Island. PHOTO: EDDIE ADAMS/ASSOCIATED PRESS

In recent years, fitness has gotten wrapped up in measuring tape, and the top brass is wondering if that is the best we can do.

 The military measures waistlines to determine its version of a body-mass index, or BMI, an estimate of how much excess flesh a person is carrying. The calculation typically involves gauging a service member’s height against waist girth.

While waistline measurements, when done correctly, can be pretty accurate for estimating BMI, it is hard to make sure people aren’t holding in their guts or that tape measures are applied to the correct place.

Expanding knowledge about fitness—and the American physique—is also changing things. A former football linebacker with a large waistline, for instance, might be the fittest person in a unit.

And one problem the Army faces these days, according to Friedl, a specialist in physiological performance, is a high number of “skinny-fat” recruits. These people don’t look out of shape but, indeed, are because of sedentary lifestyles that have left them with low muscle mass and frail bones and connective tissue. At Ft. Moore in Georgia, new soldiers are given calcium supplements to counter a recent uptick in broken feet and bones in the legs, according to several senior soldiers in charge of training.

“It’s guys who look good in skinny jeans, but they have high fat because there’s no muscle,” Friedl said.

Members of the National FFA Organization, formerly called Future Farmers of America, in a fitness challenge at the U.S. Army recruitment booth in Indianapolis last October. PHOTO: KAITI SULLIVAN FOR THE WALL STREET JOURNAL

Further confusing matters is the growing number of women in uniform. For men, a chest-to-waist ratio is a decent determinant of body composition, but women carry weight differently than men, according to Friedl.

And so after centuries of militaries trying to figure out who is fit to be in uniform, the U.S. is turning to technology.

The Marine Corps still uses tape measures, but as of this year, if someone is thought to be overweight they are given either a “bioelectrical impedance analysis” or “dual energy X-ray absorptiometry” scan to figure out if the person is, technically speaking, overweight. Marine Corps officials said the Corps may soon only use such scanners, ditching the tape measurements altogether. The Marine Corps fitness tests rely on more than just running and pull ups, and if a Marine aces the multipart tests then they can forego the tape no matter their body shape.

And the Army has also come up with a new multipart fitness test, with six different exercises. A top score likewise gets even a stout person a waiver to avoid the dreaded measuring tape. In these cases the service can be confident such a physical specimen definitely is in shape.

“In the Army’s wisdom, incentivizing you to score well on the fitness test, they tricked me,” Rickey said. “I work out hard anyway, but now I’m pushing hard on a daily basis to score well. I like competing with 20-year-olds.”

————————————————————————————     I myself was always on weight control but I always got the job done. The thing that gets me that if you do a few weeks in the field. Almost everyone gets down to their fighting weight. Plus not everyone is out there pulling triggers and inserting bayonets into other folks bodies.

Now would I and the Generals love to have everyone as fit and trim as a 19 year old freshly minted Airborne Ranger. You bet! But it is never going to happen anytime soon.  As it is I applaud the Army & The Marines for doing their fat man programs and following it up. So maybe there is hope for us bubble buts out there that want to serve. Grumpy

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Why does the military still use a .50 caliber heavy machine gun when the general purpose machine gun can do a decent job without increasing the weight load and sacrificing the rate of fire?

The .50 cal is heavy and needs a vehicle to carry it around unlike the compact, and relatively lightweight GPMG, but the venerable ‘ma deuce’ hits far harder at much longer ranges – 1.5 miles later your lead is still flying and your enemy is still ducking. A sustained burst of fire will shred a wall and stop most vehicles apart from advanced APCs or tanks.
Stick it up on a truck or even a Humvee and you have a truly powerful, mobile weapon for a fraction of the cost of other platforms.
That trusty M2HB is reliable as well as versatile.
It terrifies enemy infantry.
It can be used to range in your bigger guns on a target.

In a tight spot it can be used to take down a 20 million dollar, strafing aircraft just as granddad stopped bandits like the Focke Wulf 190 with it in WWII.
No GPMG is a good substitute in that role.
It has no circuit boards to fry in an electromagnetic pulse, no batteries to fail, and no guidance system to jam with electronics or a burst of chaff.
Even in our technological age there are few better ways to even out a fight than with a .50 calibre machine gun, a well-trained gunner, and a thousand rounds of ammunition.

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Lethality! Chaplain Corps Unveils Smite Ray

“I’m just proud out be out here with all you warfighters”

Whatever he says, it’s in a southern accent

FORT IRWIN, Calif. – Standing before a group of Army senior leaders, Brigadier General (Chaplain) William Green Jr. invoked the wrath of God on an assembled group of rusty tanks and assorted targets during a demonstration of the Army’s newest spiritual weapon, the ‘smite ray.’

“Let us pray,” Green said as the senior leaders bowed their heads in unison.“Dear Heavenly Father, loving and gracious host of hosts. We ask that You bless those gathered here in Your name today — that You protect them from harm, You guide their decisions, and that You smite that heathen equipment at grid number November Victor two, eight, zero, seven, niner, zero, two, fife, one, seven by Your holy power. Amen.”

After he spoke, a great tearing sound echoed through the mountains as a beam of light penetrated the sky and onto the desired target area.

“Jesus Chri— , I mean gee golly,” acting Army Chief of Staff, General Randy George, said nervously after the Chief of Chaplains gave him the side eye. As debris began to fall around, but not on, the onlookers, George considered the implications. “This, um, capability will put the Army back in the Pacific fight!”

George was referring to the largely naval role in contesting Chinese influence in the region. For its part, the Army has been seeking to enhance its role through developing anti-ship missiles, contested logistics capabilities, and a new Chicken Pad Thai MRE.

After the demonstration, Brigadier General Green was asked how the Chaplain Corps came about acquiring the so-called smite ray.

“Well, with constrained budgets and a focus on lethality and readiness, our beloved branch was facing some tough cuts,” Green admitted. “We were able to beat out those godless psychologists and psychiatrists in taking care of our soldiers’ mental health on the readiness front, but as you could imagine, we still lacked capability in the lethality space.”

“So I, um, prayed,” he continued with a weird smile.

At press time, a group of Chaplain’s Assistants was seen carefully loading a large wooden box marked ‘Top Secret, Army Intel 9906753 Do Not Open!’ into the back of an LMTV.

Whiskey Fueled Tirade is a retired Army guy, distilled spirit consumer, and throw-away COA composter. If you have a favorite whiskey, recommend it to him on X/Twitter @FueledTirade.

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GUNCRANK DIARIES: LIGHT AMIDST THE CHAOS WRITTEN BY WILL DABBS, MD

 

We were deployed to the arctic reaches of Alaska. Winter was the primary training time for the Army in the frozen north, and we were immersed in a full-bore combat exercise. The TOC (Tactical Operations Center) was a bustling hive of frenetic activity. Under such circumstances, the radios are all slaved to speakers. That way, the free flow of information proceeds unimpeded and combat leaders have instant access to the big picture. The scene this day was one of unfettered chaos.

These were the days before cell phones, so being deployed meant being truly cut off from your families. Such isolation was one of the toughest parts of military service for me. However, in the event of a true emergency, there was one way to get a critical message to a soldier operating in the field. If it was truly epically important, a family member could contact the post headquarters and have a landline phone call tapped into the military radio net. I have no idea how they did that. It occurred only very seldomly.

The TOC was crowded with husky armed men, steely eyed killers all. We were neck-deep in war and all had our game faces on. Threat forces were active in our area, and we were running half a dozen different tactical operations simultaneously. Cutting through the chaos, the net control guy came over and said he had an emergency message for my friend Dave from his wife Lisa.

Our collective blood ran cold. A combat unit is a family, and a tight one at that. There is an implicit intimacy that really has no parallel in the civilian world. When one hurts, we all hurt. If you got a civilian on the tactical net, it invariably meant somebody had died back in the World.

Dave and Lisa were in their mid-30s and had no children. They had recently transferred up from Fort Hood in Texas and grafted onto our merry mob. They were both likable, committed and cool.

The TOC fell silent as the net control guy worked his magic. In a few moments, Lisa’s voice came over the net. It was clear she had been crying. Dave addressed his wife in this most regrettably public of circumstances and asked what was the matter. She sobbed in reply, “Dave, we got a baby!”

 

The Adoption Option

 

As a physician, I have been privileged to touch any number of profoundly moving adoption stories. Children who are outcast or unwanted are grafted into a home to create a family, arguably the most powerful of God’s many extraordinary creations. However, ask anyone who has endured the process; adoption is an intentionally grueling thing. Parenthood is the loftiest of human responsibilities, and the system ensures one does not simply wander into adoption without sober preparation.

In the military, adoption is doubly difficult. When my wife and I hit our 10th anniversary, we were at our 10th address. As adoption is typically managed by the state, it can be extremely difficult for a service family to complete the process successfully before being shipped off some place else. Such a nomadic life is just yet another daunting aspect of the military experience.

In Dave and Lisa’s case, they had initiated the process in Texas only to be transferred to Alaska before it was complete. They had essentially given up, presuming this to be yet another dry hole. Lisa’s call from the adoption agency had been wholly unexpected.

 

Back At The War …

 

You could have heard a pin drop. Dave stammered and asked his wife to clarify. She explained she had gotten a call from the agency and they had an infant ready to be picked up back in Texas. She was going to make the arrangements so they could leave as soon as we redeployed back to home station.

The entire TOC erupted in cheers. There was a lot of back slapping and congratulations, enough to smother poor Dave in his lamentably sordid state. There were also not a lot of dry eyes among all those hard-core professional warriors. It was honestly one of the most powerful moments I have ever experienced.

Dave and Lisa went from zero to 60 in an instant. They hadn’t planned on becoming parents, so they had literally none of the gear they needed to embark up this most arduous of missions. As soon as we redeployed, Dave jumped on a plane with his wife headed for Texas. Those of us left behind, then made a few phone calls.

When this new family returned, all the car seats, highchairs, changing tables, diaper genies and nitnoid baby crap they needed was waiting for them. A combat unit is a family. We did what families do.

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