I never preferred those, but after a long 20km ruck march back in the day, I’d always chug a Mountain Dew and eat a whole fucking pizza. One time I ordered about half a dozen pizzas to the end point of our march and I was the most popular guy in the company for about a month afterward.

There’s much I don’t miss about the army life, but it’s radically different and in some ways better than the corporate world.