F3 New Orleans

Author: Rudy

  • Working Off the Christmas Eggnog – from Einstein

    A cool 40 degrees for the gathered PAX, this Wednesday morning, at The Gipper

    Warmup:
    Toe Touch, SSHops, Shoulder Rolls, Neck Rolls, Seal Jacks, Peter Parkers, Parker Peters
    mosey over to the front of the Justice Center

    Event: partner up for Dora 1-2-3
    partner one starts on 100 burpees, partner two runs up the promenade then backpeddles on the return – flipflop
    partner one starts on 200 flutter kicks, partner two runs further up the promenade then backpeddled on the return – flipflop
    partner one starts on 300 squats, partner two runs up the promenade, bunny hops up the stairs, starjack jump atop, backpeddles on the return – flipflop

    then onto the benches for step ups – left leg, right leg, side and front, box jumps, bench leap-overs,
    freak nasties, incline merkins, decline merkins, decline shoulder tap merkins

    mosey back to The Gipper Trail Head

    Mary: rosalitas, iron crosses, crunches, jane fondas, one minute plank

    Count-o-rama, Barely Legal leads us out with a prayer.

    Thanks guys. Always fun to lead

  • Dream Team – from Goose

    YHC knew it would likely be just me and Lil Cuz at The Stage this morning, and I was looking forward to the opportunity for some QT. Team Fitbit/Team Balding Beard would be getting the upper hand on the rest of the PAX via some Tuesday Toughness!

    Warmups of the usual including some fire hydrants to get the knees and hips firing after yesterday’s monkey humpers.

    We started with a shoulder-tap merkin mile: 15 shoulder-tap merkins every quarter mile for a total of 60. These proved to be plenty challenging, though YHC hasn’t decided if after three straight weeks of it, a variation of the merkin mile will work its way into any future TT (Tuesday Tough) beatdowns.

    In honor of John the Evangelists feast day, we hit some themed four corners around the field. For our theme, we would use the four creatures described in the book of Revelation (written by John), which are assigned to the four Gospel writers.
    1st corner: St. Matthew, represented by an angel/man–7 manmakers
    2nd corner: St. Mark, represented by a lion–7 manmakers and 14 heels to heaven (“lyin’”down”–I couldn’t think of any lion exercises)
    3rd corner: St. Luke, represented by an ox/cow–7 manmakers, 14 heels to heaven, and 21 jump squats (because the cow jumped over the moon…I know).
    4th corner: St. John, represented by an eagle–7 manmakers, 14 heels to heaven, 21 jump squats, and 28 overhead claps (flapping like a big eagle).

    Lil’ Cuz was being patient enough with the stretched theme, so YHC kept it up. John was exiled to the island of Patmos, where he suffered a good bit. We climbed up onto the stage for our island of exile and suffered a good bit via the following (all 4-count, IC, so double the number): 12 irkins, 12 dips, 20 alternating step-ups, 12 dips, and 12 derkins (the count slowed considerably toward the end).

    We climbed back down with eight minutes left for Mary: rotation between upper abs, lower abs, obliques, and lower back.

    Per usual, YHC is a huge fan of Lil’ Cuz’s humble tenacity and perseverance, and his progress is obvious. Thanks for coming out this morning, bro!

    SYITG,
    Goose

  • St. Stephen’s Day Murders – from Goose

    It was another frigid morning, this time at The Stage, so Enron wore socks and only Paradox’s eyes were showing through a jungle of F3 logos. YHC was also donning new, post-Christmas Mudgear gear as five total PAX gathered in the icy gloom. YHC arrived two minutes late due to the consequences of poor eating choices the day before combined with ice on the windshield, but the PAX were gracious and coupons were unloaded.

    Warmup–the usuals with some added Peter Parkers to get the outer knees firing and some requested grass grabbers, clap included. There were some typical efforts at insurrection, some Q-testing, but threats of penalty burpees seemed to calm the kiddos down well enough. Bumper mosey rounded us out and we gathered to meet the new kid on the block:

    Oontz is YHC’s new bluetooth speaker, and his efforts at filling the rectangular hole with a triangular prism were tested with an obscure Irish song, a deep cut from the Chieftains Christmas album, The Bells of Dublin. The song, “St. Stephen’s Day Murders”, sung by Elvis Costello, is about the tradition in Ireland of celebrating Christmas with family through the day after Christmas, St. Stephen’s Day, which has its own family rituals, songs, etc. It’s a comedic (hopefully) song about getting tired of having family over, eating and drinking constantly for days, and then deciding to poison them all (in typical dark, Irish fashion). The refrain ends “And it’s nice for the kids, cuz you finally get rid of them, in the St. Stephen’s Day murders.”
    Oontz performed well enough for his size, so YHC will keep him around until the kids inevitably destroy him. For this song the PAX started with side straddle hops and slowly got lower as the song went on–for every “St. Stephen”, we dropped a stage due to poisoning or drunkenness or whatever. After the first–Smurf jacks, the second–plank jacks, the third–chilly jacks (elbow plank jacks). The exercises certainly delivered, and the rest that followed during the explanation of St. Stephen’s martyrdom was welcomed.

    Thang 2:
    A reenactment (of sorts) of St. Stephen’s martyrdom. PAX partnered up for the following:

    1. Partner 1: throwing stones = squat and throw the block down field repeatedly to the sidewalk and rifle cary back. Partner 2: stones to the head = split duty on 100 skull crushers.
    2. Partner 1: lay down cloaks at the feet of Saul (future Paul) = block and bear through the icy grass to the sidewalk and rifle carry back. Partner 2: stones to the body = split duty on 200 chest presses
    3. Partner 1: carry body for funeral, pall bearer style = farmer carry both blocks there and back. Partner 2: praise the Lord and ask for forgiveness for your murderers = split duty on 300 air presses.

    The block and bears were helped by the icy grass with the block sliding easily, but the blocks and the grass were extremely cold, so the hands were struggling. Lil Cuz shoved his hands up Yankee Joe’s rising shirt mid bear crawl to warm them up, so YJ requested penalty burpees, but YHC refused, telling him they needed to work it out between themselves. Typical sibling conflict.

    Thang 3:
    St. Stephen is the ultimate example of the fulfillment of Jesus’ teaching about not preparing your defense ahead of time since the Holy Spirit will give you the words to say. So, instead of preparing exercises for the last 10-15 minutes, we let the Holy Spirit lead us through Enron’s newly minted Dice of Doom. His M, Brooke, knowing his appreciation for F3 and for randomly generated beatdowns, had them custom made! She researched and picked out the exercises and everything. (I think that definitely deserves Thibby consideration.) Although both die have exercises on them, YHC could think of a few different ways to randomly generate rep numbers (one of which could just be to add a regular die to the group and multiply the number x5 or 10), but for this morning, we took the fourth letter of the second exercise and used the alphabetic order number of that letter (A is 1, B is 2, etc.). This led to more than enough burpees and enough monkey humpers to make YHC sore till probably Thursday.

    COT and YJ prayed us out. It was an awesome gift to be out there sweating in the cold with you fellas!

    SYITG,
    Goose

  • A Christmas Story – from Fracsac

    The weather continued to bring freezing conditions to Nola. Conditions were a breezy 28 degrees but dry.

    YHC was pleasantly surprised with the turnout for the December 25th beat down at the Renaissance. We even had one DownRange Pax – Charmin from Houston. With the flag planted, a brief disclaimer was given, then the warmup facing the bacon commenced with the theme song from Christmas Vacation blaring.

    YHC brought two gifts for the pax. The first to be opened was a deck of cards, which meant deck o’ death. After about 10 minutes it was time to open gift #2 which turned out to be a frisbee! Pax split into 2 teams of 4 and played 5 passes makes a point.

    Mosey to the back of NOMA for Sunday Mornings!

    Finish with 2.5 laps around NOMA.

    COT

    Merry Christmas to all!!!

  • The Goose Who Stole Paxmas: An Arc of Redemption – from Yankee Joe

    To the Men of F3 Thibodaux,

    There are no words to accurately describe my level of gratitude for each of you. Whether we’ve been together for one beatdown or 50, you have taught me something, and each something has been invaluable. F3 has a term, “IM3,” which is a Man’s statement to the PAX that “I AM THIRD.” The idea of ‘living third’ means that as men, we deliberately place ourselves third behind God and our Community (including our families).

    I know I speak for all of us that NO man makes this commitment with more force and humility than our very own Goose. He is an example, always constant in the storm as well as the gloom, reminding us why we’re doing this. Reminding us about what really matters.

    I also know Goose would immediately say that ALL of us are worthy of the same praise. And I would agree. This is a very special group of men. You are Disciples of Christ, the spiritual leaders for your families. We often use the word, “humility” when describing our experiences together. There is a reason for this. We are, all of us, continually striving to “live third.”

    In a past life when I was coaching high school baseball, I used to say that the scoreboard was a result, not the goal. Back then, it sounded so wise. Heck, I wasn’t much older than the teenagers to whom I was speaking. However, I am amazed how those words ring so very true for me today. I often forget that I am in the best shape of my life. It may have started as the goal, but it has become a casual byproduct of being blessed (truly blessed) to stand next to Men of honor, Men of substance, Men of God, Men like you.

    Merry Christmas to each and each of you and your families.

    May God grant us the courage to always strive to be third.

    SYITG

    Yankee Joe

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    Warm-up 6:30 – 6:35
    SSHs
    Abe Vigodas (slow windmills)
    Arm circles
    Squats
    Imperial Squat Walkers
    Self Love
    Mosey with coupons to monkey bars with coupons, then drop by slides

    Tribute to Anker 6:35 – 6:42
    0 – 1:00 ish – imperial walkers
    1:00 – 1:45 ish – imperial squat walker
    1:47 – 2:22 – SSH’s
    2:23 – 3:00 – burpees
    3:10 – 4:03 – elbow plank
    4:04 – 5:28 – Bobby Hurleys
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    Thang 1: Grinch Training Camp 6:45 – 7:00
    (Narration #1)
    Lazy Dora Style at the Monkey Bars
    – P1 does Burp-ups x6
    – P2 LBCs
    – Flapjack
    – Two sets

    Mosey to hill

    Roof Crawling
    – P1 bear crawl to other side of hill; at bottom, 10 derkins; Crawl bear back over hill
    – P2 flutter kicks
    – Flapjack
    – Jungle gym to slides, pick up coupons, head to Paxville
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    Thang 2: The Looting of Paxville 7:00 – 7:15
    (Narration #2)

    House 1
    – 3 sets
    – P1 – WNW x10; P2 holds Al Gore’s
    – Travel – Bears and Blocks

    House 2
    – 3 sets
    – P1 Thrusters x 20; P2 6 inch holds
    – Travel – Murder bunnies

    House 3
    – 3 sets
    – P1 Manmakers x10; P2 Chilcutt Peter Parkers
    – Travel – Lunges (no coupons)
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    Thang 3: To the Grinch Cave on Top of Mount ‘Tana 7:15 – 7:20
    – P1 carries P2 piggie back (coupons stay by House 3)
    – Flapjack at cones; 4 segments, 2 each per Pax
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    Thang 4: Paxmas came anyway 7:20 – 7:25
    (Narration #3)
    – Sprint back to Paxville
    – Pax mosey to Flag and bring back to Paxville
    – Goose returns presents to the Pax

    COT; Cardinal prayed us out

    Coffeeteria (courtesy of Mrs. Yankee Joe)

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    BEATDOWN SCRIPT

    Narration #1 How the Goose Stole Paxmas!

    Every Pax down in Paxville liked Christmas a lot
    But the Goose who lived just up the bayou, did not!

    The Goose hated Christmas! The whole Christmas season!
    Now, please don’t ask why. Only the Cardinal may know the reason.

    It could be because he hated the cold.
    It could be because, like his truck, he was too old.

    But I think that the most likely reason of all
    Was that his heart, like Paradox’s shorts, was two sizes too small.

    But, whatever the reason, his heart or his arthritis ,
    He stood there on Christmas Eve ISI-ing just to spite us.

    He stared down from the Stage with a sour, head tilting view
    At the warm lighted windows along the the Bayou.

    For he knew every Pax down in Paxville below
    Was busy posting obscure GIF’s, especially Yankee Joe.

    He thought of Paradox and his wife she’s a doctor by the way
    He himself claims to be one too, riiight…can crazy come out to play?

    He thought of the drugs Montana be slingin’
    And he shuddered at the cadence that he just ain’t bringin’.

    The Goose remembered the Goats and some random machine
    That dude showed up for a month, never again to be seen.

    Wet Tap was doing goblet squats, cuz that’s what real men did
    He never got the memo that the Jerfing had ended.

    He thought of Lil’ Cuz and that head beyond balding
    He then felt his own head fuzz and well…it was something.

    He considered the Brat and his brother, O’SHEM
    So close to yakking again and again.

    Superfun(d) working his crazy ass shifts;
    Fence Post nailing boards in a line and thinks it’s a gift.

    The Grinchy Goose said good riddance to ‘Ol Paradiddle;
    He’s a drummer, remember…F3 was fourth fiddle.

    He tolerated Kilo and his twelve different ve-HICLES
    He loathed Picadilly’s balls and their subsequent pickles.

    Enron, he mused, seemed to be cursed
    With his lack of rhythm and tendonitis he was constantly nursed.
    But those are just the reasons, second and first
    Ronnie also recruited Yankee Joe – aka EH Thibby Award for the worst.

    Speaking of Yankee and his posts we should block
    Forget the emotion, and just keep the headlock.

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    Narration #2 The Looting of Paxville

    “And they’re hanging their stockings,” Goose snarled with a sneer.
    “Tomorrow is Christmas! It’s practically here!”

    Then he growled, with his Goose fingers nervously drumming,
    As he sat on the toilet nervously humming
    At 40, you’re gonna have problems with plumbing.
    Then he said, “I must find some way to keep Christmas from coming!

    “For, tomorrow, I know that all the PAX men
    Will wake bright and early and rush to their den.

    “And then the GroupMe posts! Oh, the posts! posts! posts! posts!
    There’s one thing I hate! It’s all the posts, posts posts!

    “And they’ll mumble! And mumble! And they’ll chatter! Chatter! chatter!

    And the more the Goose thought of this Pax Christmas Chatter,
    The more the Goose thought,

    “Is it me or am I slowly getting fatter?”

    “Why for forty years I’ve put up with it now!
    I must stop Christmas from coming! But how?”

    Then he got an idea! An awful idea!
    The Goose got a wonderful, condescending, head tilting idea!

    “I know just what to do!” The Goose laughed with a frown.
    “I’ll destroy all their dreams with a TuesdayTuff beatdown.”

    “I’ll steal F3 Christmas, there’s no limit to how far I’ll stoop
    I’ll even find a way to tear down that ridiculous, disgraceful Whoop.”

    And he chuckled, and he honked,
    “What a great Goosey trick!
    With this TuesdayTuff Beatdown, I’ll look just like a prick!”
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    Narration #3 To the Grinch Cave on Top of Mount ‘Tana

    It was quarter of dawn. And the Pax still a-slumber,
    Hangovers en route from Enron and Wet Tap’s Jucifer tumbler.

    He took their presents, their headbands, and even their rucksacks,
    He scoffed at their cadence, lame excuses and fartsacks!

    Ten thousand feet up, up the side of Mount Tana
    He ran like a wild man, he ran, ran, ranna
    On some kind of drugs fueled by AstraZeneca manna.

    “Pooh-pooh to the Pax!” he was goosily humming.
    “They’re finding out now that no Christmas is coming!

    “They’re just waking up! I know just how they’ll show!
    They’ll lazily hit snooze one time, maye mo’
    And They’ll kick and they’ll yell from ceiling to flo’
    Then they’ll see there’s no Christmas, not even an AO.

    “That’s a noise,” grinned the Grinch, “that I simply must hear!”
    He paused, and the Grinch put a hand to his ear.

    And he did hear a sound rising over the swamp.
    It started out slow, then it started to stomp.

    But this sound wasn’t sad!
    Why, this sound sounded glad!

    What was this incredible sound, sounding deep from the gut,
    Well that’s Paradox’s favorite question, “Turn down for What?”

    Every Pax down in Paxville, the tall and the small,
    Was celebrating a Christmas beatdown – super tight shorts and all!

    He hadn’t stopped Christmas from coming! It came!
    Somehow or other, it came just the same!
    (2.0 ear muffs) After having nine kids, he has only himself to blame.

    And the Grinch, with his grinch feet paced to and fro,
    Stood puzzling and puzzling. “How could it be so?

    It came without coupons! It came without rucksacks!
    It came without backblasts, without gloves, or World Cup facts!”

    He honked and honked till his honker was sore.
    Then the Goose thought of something he hadn’t before.

    Maybe F3 doesn’t come from just beatdowns or a good backblast word.
    Maybe F3, perhaps, means more, like striving to live third!

    And what happened then? Well, in Paxville they say
    That the Goose’s small heart grew three sizes that day!

    From that day forth, Goose built out his legacy;
    Teaching where we stand next to God and community
    Tho his comments on GroupMe are never OMG,
    his words for the Pax are always simply IM3.

    Merry Christmas!

  • Season’s Beatings – from Russo

    21 degrees to start this morning, which to my recollection was probably a record low for us. What was NOT a low? Christmas spirit.

    On Hammer (with his full body Christmas pajamas), on Akbar (decked in his finest Santa jacket and hat), on Jose10k (lighting up the gloom with Santa hat and blinking Rudolph nose)!

    T claps to TruCoat for bringing his favorite weather with him and semi-DR posters Duracell and Grover, as well as Tanked Up, who took time out of his marathon training to join as well. It’s always nice to see them, and the other bright shining faces that make Christmas (Eve) spirits bright, even if we could only see about 12% of Zoolander’s mug because he was bundled up.

    Warmups (all 10-24x IC) – depending on who you ask, no one was “warm” by any stretch
    – Sealjacks
    – SSHs
    – Toe touches
    – Self love
    – High knees
    – Butt kicks
    – Grass grabbers

    Thang
    Mosey to Granny’s, laughing all the way. Bells were jingling in the cold, and when someone shouted “Deck the halls”, Pax was asked to respond “Fah-la-La-la-la…la-la-la…La!”

    Every block or so we spread Christmas cheer, doing partner merkins spelling out:

    -Merry Christmas
    -Happy Holidays
    -Festivus
    -Hanukkah
    -Rudolph

    Dirty Santa
    Dirty Santa / White Elephant. The rules are simple:
    (1) Each HIM picks a number.
    (2) Number 1 picks a random gift/exercise from the bag and performs said exercise while the other HIM perform the standard (e.g. 20 squats)
    (3) Number 2 has a choice: Number 1’s chosen exercise, the standard, or a new “gift”. If he chooses either of the first two options, the one who had their “gift” stolen can steal or select another mystery “gift”.
    (4) Around and around we go, until all HIM have a chance to select.

    The “gifts”:
    -10 merkins
    -18 jump squats
    -12 freak nastys
    -20 squats
    -7 Hand release merkins
    – slalom the column
    – Trip up and down the pilot house
    -12 step ups (1 is 1)
    -20 hello dollies
    -10 leg raises
    -21 monkey humpers
    -25 plank jacks
    -3 krakken burpees
    -8 SMCs
    -15 murder bunnies or groiners
    -20 bear crawls
    -10 diamond merkins
    -50 high knees
    -10 star jumps
    -2 calf raises
    -20 hip slappers
    -12 hallelujah squats
    -20 cherry pickers
    -6 donkey kicks

    We then climbed the pilot house (the Christmas tree) and topped it with one Star (jump).

    Run run Rudolph
    Indian run back to start, with the 6 bringing the gift (bag) back up to the front, where it was passed back to the 6, rinse and repeat.

    Things we learned:

    (1) YHC is the only one that is a fan of murder bunnies

    (2) After his at least 8th round of them, the bright, shining Christmas star led Hammer to his enlightened Magi state, where he came to the conclusion that bears don’t call them bear crawls, but instead just “walking.”

    (3) I probably should have explained to Duracell that “slalom the columns” did not mean each and every column in St. Tammany parish.

    (4) Krakken burpees are dead. Long live KrackerJack burpees!

    (5) Jose’s 2022 dirty Santa seemed to go better than 2021, as he raised calves better than the shepherds watching their flocks at night.

    COT, Name-o-Rama, Announcements and Prayer closed us out.

    I mentioned last year that I had a chance to catch The Chosen’s Christmas program, and the theme was “They must know.” I again want the to share that sentiment this Christmas with those still reading, that in my mind, all HIM should know:

    Jesus Christ is King, and reigns forever. God chose to come down from heaven, leaving the glory behind, to join us here on Earth, to meet us where we are. To show us who He truly is, to be with us, to right our wrongs, despite the mess we made of his creation and our turning our backs on him or worshiping other gods/idols, in whatever form they take.

    That’s love in its highest form: pure, unrestrained, unconditional, abounding and abundant. I have very little to offer in return, outside of the one thing God requires: my heart. I am going to fall short each and every day, but that’s my goal to him, my family, you all, and everyone I encounter.

    Thank you all for joining, and continuing to make the decision to post and fellowship, even when it’s “cold” outside. I appreciate this group and wish you all the best Christmas season.

    SYITG

  • Die Hard is a Christmas Movie, and Holy Crap it’s cold out here. is it cold out here. – from Jose10k

    After the warmups, the PAX moseyed to the courthouse. The tragedy at Nakatomi plaza occurred on Christmas Eve, and we gathered today to honor the hero of Nakatomi: John McClain. The event occurred on the the 30th floor, so that’s where we started. 30 merkins, 30 squats, 30 big boy sit-ups, 30 leg lifts. In between each exercise ran the length of the courthouse leading up to the stairs, up the stairs and then back down. We now stopped at the front of the courthouse stairs. ‘‘Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, not a creature was stirring,except for the four assholes coming in the rear in standard two-by-two formation.
    Paired up. Partner one : lunge walk to the bushes and back, partner 2= holds an al gore . Repeat.
    The terrorists planned to use C4 to blow up Nakatomi Tower. The PAX completed in cadence 15 reps of these 4 “c”ore exercises: lbcs, flutter kicks, Freddy Mercury’s, and cowbells favorite: crunchy frogs.
    Come out to the coast, we’ll get together, have a few laughs.
    Famous line from the air ducts: time to do some ac duct crawling, while partner 2 does squats. Side not, ac duct crawling no fun when you hit the acorns. Once the pax was finished we ran 1 lap around the entire courthouse. Back to the parking garage to do 5 calf raises each step back to the second floor to do a Hans Gruber pull-up: the pax hung from the raptors for 30 seconds. back to the stair well to do 5 calve raises each to the top. And time was up. Cot, Russo prayed us out. Thoughts and prayers to my father-in-law, my niece and brother-in-law. And to further celebrate the heroics of John McClain, a yell of Yippie Ki-yay Motherfu**er. Thanks for letting me lead gentleman

  • One left alone makes a right! – from Mayhem

    In 2 days we have the Eve before Christmas. Today is the Eve before the Big Freeze. It was tough getting out of bed, knowing what transpired the night before and what the Arctic Blast will bring the day following. Not wanting to let fellow PAX down I made the trek to AO Pontiff. Finding no one in sight and being a newbie (4th week, won’t forget the day I was an FNG, but I digress) I made the executive decision to run the regulate route in reverse in case PAX showed up along the way. None in sight. Stayed true to the routine.
    4.7 miles.
    Back at 6:15.
    Solo.
    No announcements. No intentions.
    My first (default? fake?) Q? MAYBE more Qs to come in 2023?
    Good luck with the weather fellow PAX.

    Title credit goes to @Hawgcycle!

    (Hope I posted correct? Again… Newbie!)

  • The 4 Fs at Okwata – from Fracsac

    YHC pulled up to Okwata to find the Pax gabbing about something. It seemed funny, which is probably why JV looked annoyed.
    Disclaimer given, and mosey around the fountain and circle up for the warmup.

    Warmup was regular stuff with a unstable Abe Vigoda thrown in. I’d explain, but not really sure what happened, so let’s move on.

    Mumblechatter continued as YHC explained the next evolution called Double Shots at the Barre with Jack Webb. People’s chair on the fountain rails until all listened. They seemed to be still in awe of the unstable Abe Vigoda. Merkins followed by air presses in the people’s chair, 1 and 2, 2 and 4, etc.,

    Mosey to the lakefront for Route 66 with burpees at the light poles working toward canal. JV laughed at my attempt to bring the heat.

    There was talk of Lake derkins, but Okwata was way too calm, so we moseyed to Canal for Dirty Mac Deuce. 4 rounds of 3 x 12 count exercises with a lap around the H8 course between rounds. This was where my beat down was deemed a success. Read below to see why.

    Mosey back to flag

    COT

    NMM

    Upon reading this title you likely asked yourself what the 4th F is? Of course there is Fitness Fellowship and Faith which everyone knows. The 4th F is the successful beat down where JV delivers the F bomb! It was a proud moment in this Q’s war chest. Now, it’s not just your run of the mill F bomb, it must be delivered in a way that is directed toward the exercise being executed.

    The Mumblechatter pretty much ceased once the burpees started. They have that effect.

    We’re still not talking about the unstable Abe Vigoda.

    SYITG

    Frac

  • No plans necessary with the Scramble!! – from Shooter

    With an EH for Ruckers put out there by Akbar YHC quickly checked the Q sheet to make sure someone had picked up the lead.. On my end it was blank but then in a later Slack message YHC had saw where Akbar stated he was covering it.. So as I arrived I commenced to grabbing my Ruck sack and the shovel flag and as the PAX swelled to 7 and the time to start arrived Waterpik stated you have the Q Shooter. Well alrighty then let’s get started..

    Warmup
    12IC Seal Jacks
    12IC Imperial walkers
    20 Merkins OYO
    22 Jump squats
    12IC Toe Touches
    12 IC Grass grabbers
    20 Merkins
    22 Apollo Onhos

    4 runners and 3 Ruckers.
    Runner’s standard route adding a second loop.
    Returned to AO for some core 12IC Bridges, Wife pleasers, Superman’s, Right elbow/left knee F/J, Hello Dollies and done…

    Appreciate the post gentlemen and until the next Gloom 👍🏼👊🏼✌🏼!!