After a rather embarrassing run through your camps training course, your punishment was 50 laps around the camp circumference. After 35 exhaustive runs, you trip over in exhaustion, not a pleasing sight to your overseer.

He drags you to your feet, his eyes burning into yours Is that ALL? recruit?, get it together. he says gravely, marching you back over to the start of the lap Tch-.. I'll have your best and nothing less!, start movin'!