Sorry to walk in so late, but I have to toot my horn here a bit. I was a paratrooper for 10+ yrs. and don't have much for old pains. I'm no Rambo, just 5'-10", 170 lbs. and wasn't some pogue from the rear. Just a measly Heavy Junk Sapper.
True, people are different in all aspects, but I think alot of the snivvelin' about weight carried is just that...snivvelin'.
And what they publish for the basic combat load is a lie anyway. We all had certain jobs to do, and had to suck it all up in order to complete our missions, for it is in essence a soldier's ultimate job to suffer and die for his country. Proper, continuous, and hard training is the only way to ease the suffering and lessen the chances of dying, and much of that training should be physical and challenging.
I do have to appreciate the tough NCO's I had as a young trooper. Although the training sucked, (I weighed my LBE once @45 lbs.) it worked. Simple little thing like a combat jump makes you appreciate the pain you went through to be able to deal with the pain you are experiencing. Although it was 'Operation Turn Around' (Haiti), it was pure pain all the way. I was weighed getting off of the plane at 360 lbs. The only personal gear I had a t-shirt, poncho, 3 MRE's, 4 Qts. water, a couple pairs of socks, some smokes and Cope. Everything else was a bullet, battery, bomb, tool, radio, battery, NVG, battery, claymore, c-4, flak vest, 203 vest, and more batteries. I think I had more batteries than bullets. And they were going to toss rollerblades in to boot (no kidding.....and Marty had a mountain bike). Alice packs were falling apart whenever people moved. And don't forget the T-10 & reserve. Everyone wondered how we were going to function with all of this stuff, let alone get out of the plane. But when it hits the fan, you can't think about the pain. The only way to deal with the pain is to be motivated enough to not think about it.
Whew, nuff said. Sorry.