F3 New Orleans

Author: Rudy

  • Sweat Fest at The Gipper – from Saban

    Whoa! The humidity returns.

    Warmup:
    toe touch, side straddle hops, arm circles, neck rolls, parker peters, peter parkers, imperial walkers, hillbillies, scissors, side-to-side stretch, etc.

    Thang:
    1.lung walk, squat, burpee our way down the block towards the Taj Mahal
    2.leg swings at the parking post
    3. stop and start ladder (2,4,6,8, parking stripes); forward run, back peddle, side shuffle left, side shuffle right, sprint
    4. ring of fire around the flagpole; push ups with bear crawl – clockwise then counter clockwise.
    5. mosey to the Courthouse for step-ups at the benches
    6. mosey back to the F3 flag

    Wrap:
    all worked up a good sweat
    Legal prays us out

  • Destination Paradise? That’ll be 2 tickets, sir. – from Popeye

    Opener:
    Fun fact: the average weight of a “standard” brick is 4.40lbs.
    Funner fact: the average weight of a brick from YHC’s house is 5.25lbs.
    Talk about standards…

    Intro:
    YHC was frozen upon the late realization that his original vision for a Tuesday Tuff beatdown wouldn’t work; mother goose doled out such a ration of pain on the 5 poor PAX on Monday that the thought of more merks and coupon work almost made me wince.
    Instead, YHC smirked and realized I had a special secret to share with the tribe: tickets.

    No, Jeaux! Not the kind of tickets that you firemen take from the proletariat whilst slinging trashburgers and soggy fries at the fair, the kind of tickets that bring men to greatness. I’m talking about the kind of tickets (2) that might just get you to paradise…. For 45 minutes anyway.

    YHC shared with the PAX that for the past six years while assigned to New Orleans, I would frequently run along the river to the ruins of the Market Street power plant and work out on my own there with bricks. I called it the brickyard (super original, I know) and nobody would go with me. Working out there on my own was my zen, a (probably not) safe space where I could thrash myself under the curious gaze of the zombies and day walkers who lurked about the ruins. Special place, the only thing I think I’ll miss about working in the city.

    WU1 – The usual:
    SSH, Imp Walkers, Willie Mays, Slow Hi-knees, Arm Circle mix

    WU2 – The unusual:
    SSH w/tickets, Imp Walkers w/tickets, Willie Mays w/tickets, Slow Hi-knees w/tickets. Rare show of mercy on the arm circle mix.

    Musical complement:
    The PAX performed mountain climbers atop their tickets, and executed flawless shoulder-tap ticket merkins on each “waiting so long” and mention of “tickets” while enjoying “Two Tickets To Paradise” by the legendary Eddie Money. 22 points brah!
    This was hard, just ask Cardinal.

    ~ Ticket Mosey to Rich Man’s Loop ~

    Main event:
    The good news: We’d walk one lap – with tickets.
    The not so good news: after each quarter of the loop with tickets, we’d mosey ticket-free around the rest of the loop and progressively work around.
    1st Leg: Rocky tickets (punches).
    Lap
    2nd Leg: Curls till tired, then overhead press.
    Lap
    3rd Leg: Tricep extensions.
    Lap
    4th Leg: Side extensions and front extensions.
    Lap

    The PAX (really just AB) was grumbling about being at 2.5 miles in and something about points, so we returned to the flag to ditch tickets and then carried on to close out 3 miles.
    It’s the frickin’ Cleveland Wine Mixer May Chalenge after all, no points should be left in the table.

    Time elapsed, 1:45 over.

    COT, Dox prayed us out.

    Thanks for the solid showing and enjoying two tickets in the gloom. Always enjoy pushing myself and sharing the growth that only comes through deliberate discomfort with you men.

    Now I’m off to email YETI to see if they can make a bigger bucket to carry tickets.

    SYITG

  • Brevity is…. Wit – The Simpsons – from Steve

    If yesterday’s rambling, stream-of-conscious BB was in the vein of Donald Miller, today we’re shooting for Raymond Carver (or Chewy):

    It was dark and humid and there were merkins.*

    Tunnel, backpedal, more merkins.

    Selling books, AI refrigerators, termite swarms, the lost AO of Abita Springs.

    And. More. Merkins.

    Jane Fondas back at the flag, Russo closed us out.

    *Carver’s famous editor would’ve scratched out every line but the first one. I just can’t bring myself to be such a purist.

  • Loosely borrowed – from Pass Interference

    I’ve made it a habit of piecing together a beatdown by scanning Beatdowns on our website, so why should this be any different? Knowing we had one pax in a long term injury recovery process, and another only joining for the 2nd time, I wanted to make it challenging but not beyond reason.

    So, away we went!

    The warmup:
    – mountain man poopers (since Hogs was here)
    – copperhead squats
    – SSH I think, hard to remember due to lack of sleep

    The thang:
    – First we went near the playgorund, to do a modified “morning call” (which I brought from Badapple AO at #F3Alpha). Instead of everyone doing a set of pullups, I had everyone do dips, while the other pax did merkins, round robin til everyone got their dips in.
    – Then we did a scout run (not sure what to call it), where I had one person run from the playground to the permanent flag in the back of the park, and back, while the other 3 did 5 burpees, 10 squats and 15 big boys. Each man ran and the others completed the exercises.
    – Then it was time to mosy to the trail and do a dora, since there were 4. We split into teams and knocked out 100/200/300 of whatever came to mind at the time.

    Mary followed and we made it out alive!

  • These Hands, They Look Like Good, Strong Hands (or: Are You Happy To See Me, Or Is That a Buck Moth In Your Pants?) – from Steve

    [*Again, a situation where YHC could use a GIF (hard g, soft g, doesn’t matter), for those who didn’t grow up with a luck dragon named Falkor, being chased through the swamps by The Nothing and a bad tempered, green-eyed wolf. And as for the buck moth in your pants, well, that’s not something we’re going to delve into here… file that as one of those had-to-be-there moments.]

    So. A fairly big (six!) crowd at the Pad this humid morning – and, incredibly, Bushwacker somehow simultaneously posted to both the Splashed and the A1C. He and his clone are working overtime this month to blow the lid off those Pax Miner charts.

    But – before Bush’s clone rolled in with a buck moth in his pants, and before any of the other guys rolled in – it was just Russo and some young woman with a knee brace knocking around a soccer ball. She kept suspiciously re-parking her car in various spots around the trailhead – maybe looking for some privacy? Unfortunately for her, on this particular day we happened to be bear crawling all around the trailhead, which proved slightly awkward when every now and then we’d turn a corner and catch a glimpse of her coming out of a thicket of bamboo with her ball. It was very bizarre, though I’m guessing she thought the same – seeing six men crawling up the corridor and down the street.

    And that, obviously, was the main order of the day – bear crawling. We started on the eastern-most end of the corridor, crawling the long straightaway first before stopping for:

    10x merkins
    10x slow squats
    10x Apollo ohno’s (2 is 1)
    10x star jumps

    More crawling, this time to the stage, and again the same 4 exercises. Then to the west end of the corridor, and yeah, you get the idea. We eventually found ourselves at the bus depot for the usual leg business:

    Step ups, freak nasties, step downs, freak nasties, Bulgarians, freak nasties, jump overs, freak nasties – all x12 IC.

    Bear crawling our way back to the start, we swapped out the initial 4 “rest” exercises for:

    10x big boy situps
    10x crunchy frogs
    10x american hammers (2 is 1)
    10x 100’s (4 is 1)

    This is when things started to get a little dicey and when YHC realized just how soft I’ve gotten lately – quite literally. I guess wearing gloves the last few years has made me a baby because my hands have been jacked up since that beatdown. I don’t know if it was the loose gravel or what, but I’ve got blisters all over them. And the big boys would’ve likely have added a flayed coccyx to the list of injuries (hmm, that does not sound right), but most of us wisely took to the grass for those.

    COT and Pelican prayed us out. Thank you gents for the camaraderie, the push, and the opportunity to get out there and get stronger alongside you. I appreciate you guys.

  • Tabatta Tuesday – from Chewy

    Tabata Tuesday
    Seven PAX met up last Tuesday at the Mandeville Trail head for a Tabata Tuesday workout. Exercises included jump rope, agility ladder, side, straddle hops, mountain climber, lunges, and a flight of steps.

  • – [ ] 155 years ago today, three brave Americans defeated El Guapo at the battle of Santo Poco to give Mexico’s independence. – from Jose10k

    A plethora of runners joined up to celebrate the Three Amigos. Three cowboy movie stars from the silent era — Dusty Bottoms, Lucky Day and Ned Nederlander — are fired when one of their movies bombs. In what seems to be a career-saving offer, a young Mexican woman Carmen offers them a high-paying gig in her village. The three jump at the opportunity, expecting to do their typical act, but Carmen believes they are really heroes and asks them to rid her village of bad guy El Guapo.

  • 49th Birthday and Rolling Stones – from Bongo

    Still trying to build Okwata back up, (3) PAX total today, enough to have a good time and keep mumble chatter going throughout. Here is what we did:

    My 49th birthday was 5/1, I still managed to avoid 50 and not looking forward to that “respect”. Also to note, today is a historical day for Jazz fest history as the Rolling Stones after (2) attempts will play a special dedicated Jazz Fest show. So we mix that in too.

    (49) SSH — I actually tried to cut the course here by jumping from 30 – 40 in the count, but PAX kept the count at normal. We almost needed a five count…. This was enough around my 49th B-Day move on to the Stones.
    (15) Lunges
    (10) Arm Circles
    (10) Grass Grabbers

    The thing

    Instead of a Blimp around (4) corners of Levee at Canal blvd, We did a “MICK”

    Merkins (10)
    Backwards jog up levee
    Imperial Walkers — (15)
    Bearcrawl across levee
    Copperhead Squats (20)
    Kicks, Butt (25)

    Next up:

    “Jumping” Jack Webb
    every Merkin, you do (2) Jump squats! Go up to 10

    Next Up

    Route 66 with Burpees at each light pole

    Route 66 the song, was a cover from Bobby Troup and on the Stones first album. Awesoe song over the years and how fun would be it be to drive from Chicago to LA?

    A bit of Mary to close out

    (15) LBCs, and some thing crazy from Cheesesteak….

    Happy jazz fest to all, the sun is coming up earlier and earlier at Okwata and more than enough reason to enjoy this workout by others.
    COT had some great intentions we hop come though.

    Thanks for opportunity to lead, see you on the radio.

  • Train for the BEAST like a BEAST – from Jose10k

    I will begin this backblast with the weather, much like our local “Ron Burgundy” does for the splash pad each backblast that he writes. It was 73 degrees outside, humid, and cloudy…”And the air was just right for drinking…”Bonus points for anyone who can tell me which 80s classic movie that line was from. Anywho, after doing a few laps prethang with the Robin to my Batman, we got to it:
    A series of exercises to get the blood flowing, when a late arrival by Fletch, we were ready to get started.
    A bunch of us signed up for the Spartan Beast Race in October. It’s a half a marathon with 30 obstacles. If you cannot complete an obstacle, the penalty is 30 burpees. I’m not having complete faith in myself, so let’s practice some burpees. In the Center of the parking garage, the PAX did 10 burpees, 20 squats, followed by a core exercise until the lucky runner returned. The lucky runner ran down the stairs to the bottom floor, ran across the garage, and back up the stairs on the opposite side. 6 rounds of this, the 4 corners. 5 burpees at each corner, lunge walk between 4 corners of the garage. 2 rounds of this. A total of 100 burpees, which I am sure Moby’s chiropractor isn’t happy with him. COT, and DarkWing prayed us out with special intentions of all the graduates. Thanks for reading, and thanks for letting me lead today. SYITG

  • Lean Forward – from Charmin

    Today was about leaning into the pain, both figuratively, and if you were with Scantron, then literally as well.