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Rudy

Walls With Weather

YHC woke to the rumbling sounds of thunder in the distance.  Pulled up the weather app on the phone – and it looked like it might be trouble.  But – Rain or Shine, the workout is on.  So out of bed, and off to the races.  I did make one …

Wrong Way Wrudy

Looking at the Q list on Sunday, I saw quite a few blanks for this week (and for upcoming weeks – lots of opportunities, fellow PAX!!!).  But I decided to take the chance to fill my name in for a number of them this week.  First up, Rock City.  I …

The Rotating Q

Pre-Thang: 4 PAX arrived at 6:00 for a pre-thang run.  Crab Legs, Da Parish, Rudy and Tool enjoyed a 2.5 mile run around the Big Lake and the Lagoon in early morning.  Da Parish then departed to be with his friend in time of need.  Godspeed, Da Parish. The PAX …

Four Corners

Front blew through last night, bringing with it a bit of a break from the summer humidity. Perhaps even a hint of briskness in the air. At the stop light on the drive to Rock City this am, I checked the Q sheet. “Oh great, I better think of something.” …

Leg Day at Okwata

YHC was hoping for a particularly gloomy morning at Okwata this morning: more rain, more wind, more muck.  But alas, just a usual amount of Humidity, Winds and Mud.  5 PAX braved the hyperbole of the regional and national weather forecasters to start the day right. COP 1: Through the …

Post Ruck Blues

Sitting at the railroad tracks in the light drizzle, waiting for the train to pass, YHC pondered whether any of the ruckers would make an appearance, or whether they were all still in recovery mode.  Staring at his watch as the train ground to a halt, YHC began to wonder …

Foundry, Field and Four

Summertime humidity is definitely here.  Quite a change from last week, with delightful cool dry air.  Today, our faithful PAX are greeted by the heavy, damp summer New Orleans air.  YHC arrived early to show off his new bright green leprechaun socks (thanks to 2.0 returning from school for the …

Blimps and Blimps

It had been many weeks since YHC had been to Rock City.  I felt lost, wandering around the briar patch (i mean grass field).  Would I remember where the rocks were?  Would I remember how to count cadences?  Would Bogey show up to mock me with his singing?  Slowly the …