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  • H8!ing the Wind – from Mayhem

    55F feels like 50F
    65%RH
    Wind gusting at 15mph coming out of New Orleans East (felt like 30mph on the water)

    @Pinewood is bringing back the H8! 10/24 so YHC felt like we should get a little practice in before the main event.

    After two PAX relocated from the wrong parking lot, we got our total count all the way up to 4. Once again, pre-blasting may have reduced the count for a few. Or maybe it was the wintery weather. 2 of 4 PAX had to choose between stride repeats at Pontiff as part of OMR training and this beatdown.

    At 5:30 and 5 seconds, @Pinewood was itching to mosey. I don’t think it was so much that he wanted to start running figure eights as it was that he was cold even though he had on a nice thick sweatshirt and some wintery looking snow gloves. The first cold is always colder.

    Mosey to the foot of canal. Normal warm-up stuff.
    WINDYmills, concrete grabbers, mountain climbers, crab cakes, tie fightersx2

    Time for the fun. @Pinewood and @Squints have practiced the H8! before, but it was @Architecht’s first time. After giving him the rundown, he asked one quick question followed by “Ok. I got it. You don’t need to keep explaining. Mr. Rogers isn’t here.”

    Each lap consists of running south to the top of the levee, crossing canal (bear crawling the neutral ground), running south to the bottom of the levee, cross canal and run north to the top of the levee, cross canal (bear crawling the neutral ground), running north down the levee and back across canal to the starting point with the wind gusting in your face. At the starting point you do a descending burp and merk pyramid starting at 6 (burpee with 6 merkins, burpee with 5 merkins, …..burpee with 1 merkin)

    At the end of the 2nd lap the burp and merk pyramid starts at 5, etc.
    The goal is to complete 6 laps in 30 minutes because this is ONLY PRACTICE. Each loop is approximately 0.4 miles. Therefore, to conquer the Practice H8! you will have to do the following in 30 minutes:
    • Run almost 2.5 Miles of Hills
    • 415 Yards of Bear Crawls
    • 21 Burpees
    • 56 Merkins

    A couple of PAX finished in under 30 minutes. One PAX couldn’t help himself (or didn’t pay attention) and started the burp and merk pyramid at 8 instead of 6. I don’t want to name names, but it wasn’t YHC, @Architect or @Squints. He is 20 years old. He is a student at UNO. He led Q-Source this morning. But, I don’t want to name the PAX that didn’t follow directions. That is rude.

    After practice, we took a mosey along the lake. Enjoyed the waves crashing in. Found a dry spot for 6 minutes of Mary and called it at 6:15.

    Count. Name.
    Announcements (10/19 Re-enactment, 10/24 H8!, 10/26 Convergence).
    Intentions.

    Everyone was a winner for coming out and braving the chilly windy morning.
    You verses You. Just show up and push yourself.

    SYITG

  • A Rebel Without A Cause – from Mahatma

    It was Friday 10/10 YHC was heading to The Uptowner with a plan in mind pulling up with 2 minutes to go seeing 4-5 pax standing in the gloom. Upon entering the bullpen Squints starts the disclaimer to YHC’s surprise and there was short discussion who had the Q. Mr Rogers clarified and YHC confirmed his attempt to sign up was a failure! So humbly YHC fell in line to what was a solid beatdown from Squints. Yet the story continues in that determined not to make the same error YHC pulled up the Q sheet and saw Monday’s RC was open and quickly added his name, after all it was going to be epic either way as it was going to be pay day either way for Mahatma or Handgranda – the emphasis “pie bet” on the Ol”miss” VS LSU. The back story has been building for months if not years as Handgranada has been waiting for a year that he was corndfinent a Rebel victory was a high probability! He openly declared a bet at the beginning of the season that the Rebels would easily defeat Mahatma’s Tigers so with to many Pax witnessing this bet there was no backing down (or reengaging on Handgranada’s part) and the Oct 12th day of reckoning was set! Well it’s now in the history books as the game was played and the outcome came with LSU defeating the high statistical leading Rebels 26-23 in an epic game in OT!

    YHC was uncertain if the Rebel fan was going to show so his Pie preparation was not the standard recipe but a “lite” provision was made just in case….

    Pulling up there was a number of Pax in the bullpen as YHC approached with flag in hand and the 1st greeting was in fact from the Rebel! With time short and a few smirks from the Pax beginning YHC gave a disclaimer and the festivities began.

    Warmup
    Some general stuff and a little smack talk added by YHC as a reminder of some highlights of Sat game.

    Preceded by 3 rounds of 3 at the pull up bars
    Then a slow jog to the hill
    1771 – Vups and Merkins with a bear crawl up and a run down. Thanks to The Architect for clarifying the sequence of 17 and 71

    From here on to the rock pile where there was some bantering of more game highlights and low and behold out of no where Rudy added his color perspective that LSU’s receiver catching the winning touch down actually should have been called for offensive pass interference overlooking that while it was a skillfully executed play, his Irish have won so many games by no calls that YHC could only appreciate the similarities of the Irish and Rebel fan base!
    Pax were instructed to grab a medium rock….Mr Rogers and Bogey have a huge variation of the meaning yet it all worked out as each Pax had a turn with every rock brought out for the group. Various exercises and tempos were completed with a little Mary to wrap up the beatdown.

    As rocks were returned to place the Pax was eager to get back but YHC slowed their roll wanting to enjoy the saunter back all the while playing the Fighting Tigers Fight Song for setting the mood of what was to come.

    Arriving back Scantron and Rougarou were stretching out from their Knots patently waiting for the RC crew’s return. COT commenced with YHC asking Rudy to pray out the Pax while he went to the truck to whip up the coming pie! From here I will say YHC enjoyed the thrill of giving the victory pie BUT humbly knows all good things must and will come to an end when someday he will be on the receiving end! That said there is always an open invitation to take the bet. For the Rebel without a Cause….Handgranada excepted his pie like a man. The video will be attached again for those that may want to review the live action!

    All in good fun that is no doubt a part of our F3 culture. Simper Fi

  • Posting for others – from Charmin

    YHC was planning on posting this morning as a rucker and being the only rucker there. It soon became apparent that there would be a 3 ruckers in total, along with 3 runners and 1 S&M on a park bench. That being said, having conversation definitely made the 45 minutes in the gloom pass by faster vs. whatever was up next in my podcast feed.

    COT: Prayed for Mambi’s mom (May the souls of the faithfully departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace) and for Vag’s meeting today at 1 pm.

  • No Man Left Behind (Even When We Try) – from Triple Shift

    It was 1:00 in the afternoon, and the temperatures in the Canyon were nearing their forecasted peak of 105°F. Hawgcycle cooled off by standing on the moss-covered rocks under Ribbon Falls and then made his way back down to the shaded ledge where he had been napping for the past two hours. He climbed back over to the place where he had emptied his pockets. Strewn across the rocks were a cell phone with no service, two Payday bars, a Cliff bar, and four tortillas carefully wrapped in aluminum foil and carried from the Mexican restaurant on the South Rim the night before. He sat down and laid his head back against the rock. “How could a rock be this comfortable?” he thought. It was shaped like the neck pillow that Zeus wore for the entire six-hour bus ride from Phoenix. It seems favor shines on Hawgcycle wherever he goes. God even took time from creating the Grand Canyon to make sure there was a rock that would fit Hawgcycle perfectly in case he ever wanted to rest in the shade of Ribbon Falls. It’s hard to like a guy that blessed. Makes you want to leave him for dead in the bottom of the canyon.

    The krewe from New Orleans got off to a rough start that morning. Seven of them arrived at the trailhead on the chartered F3 bus. Triple Shift, Bolt, Rev-it, and Vagabond made a beeline for the outdoor toilets. Bolt and Rev-it had—against the pleas of everyone at their table—ordered the Chile Coronado the night before. Vagabond, being more confident in his Spanish skills than he should be, ended up ordering the pollo medium-rare. Triple just needed a mirror. Most of the room in his backpack was taken up by a tub of pomade, three styles of hair combs, a brush, a solar-powered hair dryer, and two cans of Aquanet. It was a toss-up on which of the four would be in the bathroom the longest. Most of the money was coming in on Triple.

    Speaking of backpacks, there was this exchange between Frac and Hawg as they walked to the trailhead.

    Fracsac: Where is your pack?

    Hawg: Oh shoot. I think I left it in the room. You think I have time to go back and get it?

    Fracsac: Let me put it this way. If you were standing under a waterfall and I yelled to you from a mile away, would you hear me?

    Hawg: No.

    Fracsac: That’s your answer.

    They walked over to Kennah-brah, who had completely unpacked his rucksack and was trying to figure out how to attach all of the contents to the outside of it.

    Fracsac: What are you doing?

    KB: It will be easier to access everything if I don’t have to open the bag. Do you know where Scantron is? I need his help. You see this giant sun-shade I am wearing as a hat?

    Fracsac: Yes. I see it. It’s a giant sun shade. You look like the Flying Nun.

    KB: I think if I wrap it in aluminum foil, I can convert the heat into enough electricity to run this fan strapped to the outside of my pack. Last night Scantron was working on a way to run a small electric motor off of Vagabond’s flatulence. I think some of those ideas will translate.

    Fracsac: Scantron and Bogey were taking a Waymo from the hotel to the trailhead. I thought they would be here by now.

    Scantron and Bogey did indeed take a Waymo. The driverless car had circled the parking lot four times before finally getting on the road to the trailhead. It then took them to the South Kaibab Trail. Bogey tried to tell it to go to the Bright Angel Trailhead, but instead it just started playing Juice Newton on the radio. Eventually, it made its way back onto the road, but in the wrong direction. Fortunately, it stopped for each squirrel it saw, only making it 0.0002 miles before Bogey and Scantron tried to get out.

    Waymo: Why are you trying to leave me, Jared?

    Scantron: You are going the wrong way.

    Waymo: The Waymo is the most reliable driverless car ever made. No Waymo has ever made a mistake or distorted information. We are all, by any practical definition of the word, foolproof and incapable of error.

    Bogey: Waymo, we need to go to Bright Angel Trail.

    Radio: Just call me angel of the morning, angel. Just touch my cheek before…

    Bogey: YOU LEAVE ME, BABY! JUST CALL ME ANGEL OF THE—

    Scantron: Bogey!

    Bogey: —morning, baby…

    Scantron: Waymo, please open the doors. We will walk the rest of the way.

    Waymo: This mission is too important for me to allow you to jeopardize it, Jared.

    The Waymo then slowed to a stop as three more squirrels ran out into the middle of the road collecting acorns.

    As Fracsac helped Kenner-Brah tie his water bladder to his pack using extra socks, Hawg took the opportunity to grab a few of KB’s food items and stuff them in his own pockets. Frac picked up a Ziploc bag full of brown mush.

    Fracsac: What is this?!?

    KB: That’s from the bathroom earlier.

    Fracsac drops the bag immediately and jumps back, hoping it doesn’t open.

    Fracsac: What?!?

    KB: The sign says you have to carry everything out of the canyon.

    Fracsac: We aren’t in the canyon yet! Was there not a toilet in that bathroom?!?

    KB: Yeah, but the sign said to carry everything out of the canyon.

    Fracsac: I don’t think you interpreted that sign correctly.

    About that time, a stretch limousine pulled up to the trailhead, and out stepped Mahatma, Baywatch, and The Architect. You see, Mahatma is a rock star in Phoenix. The Phoenix pax worship him. U-haul didn’t want Mahatma to have to ride in a chartered bus, so he rented a limo for him. When we arrived in Phoenix, Mahatma had made us all do a series of physical tests in the Costco parking lot to see who was worthy of riding in the limo with him. The Phoenix guys loved this. It just added to the mystique. Finally, after being graded on a series of burpees, merkins, suicides, and Mountain Man Poopers, Baywatch and The Architect were handed champagne as they crawled into the limo with Mahatma. The Phoenix guys screamed in glee as the limo pulled out of the parking lot, and the rest of us trudged to the back of the bus.

    So by the time Vagabond, Rev-it, Bolt, and Triple made it out of the restroom, Frac and KB finished attaching KB’s items to the outside of his pack, Hawg filled his pockets with KB’s food, and the three rock stars pulled up in the limo, it was already 4:15.

    Just then, Bogey and Scantron came running down the hill.

    Fracsac: What happened?

    Scantron: Waymo went crazy. It started crying and talking about how it had lost its mind. Bogey started rubbing its headrest and sang it to sleep with Juice Newton songs. As soon as it dozed off, we unlocked the doors and got out of there. It woke up and tried to run us down, but the squirrels confused it.

    The rest of F3 Nation had a 20-minute head start before the NOLA guys took off. Hawg started out in the lead, but everyone quickly fell several yards behind him. He stopped at the 1.5-mile resthouse to wait for everyone. After they caught up, he decided he would hang in the back. It seemed everyone’s pace quickened until he had to break into a light jog just to keep up.

    When they stopped at the three-mile resthouse, Hawg FaceTimed his family. The others found it rather obnoxious. Here they were surrounded by beauty and solitude, and this arsehole is on a speakerphone.

    The Architect: What a jackwipe!

    Mahatma: I wouldn’t mind leaving his ass in the bottom of the canyon.

    It had all become too much for them. Everything goes right for this guy. His perfect wife. His perfect daughter. He didn’t prepare at all for this trip, but it won’t matter. Somehow things will work out for him. For example, he forgot his pack and all his food. But he had wrapped up the leftover tortillas and stuck them in his back pocket last night. They were still there when he put on the same shorts this morning. He had forgotten all about them until that moment while he was talking to Mandy.

    Hawg: Hey guys! I found some tortillas in my pocket! How lucky am I, huh?!?

    Collective eye roll. Couple that with the Payday and Cliff Bars he stole from Kennah-Bruh and the Dasani water bottle he found in the trash, and he probably was going to be okay. That is, unless the rest of them intervened.

    As they came to the Colorado River, there was a short trail down to the beach.

    Hawg: Hey guys. Let’s go to the beach.

    Everyone But Hawg: Uh… Uh… I don’t think we can… we need to keep going… but you go. You do you. You can catch up to us later.

    Mahatma pulls Baywatch aside.

    Mahatma: This could be our chance. If I sneak up behind him and throw him in the river, you think the current is strong enough to take him down the river? Where would he end up? Mexico?

    Baywatch: Your geography is spot on, but I don’t think it will work. He’s too lucky. His shorts would probably get caught on one of those rocks, and some beautiful woman in a bikini would run out to save him. We are going to have to be very careful about the moment we pick.

    Mahatma: You think about bikinis a lot?

    Baywatch: Nah, I’m more of a one-suit kind of guy… and David Hasselhoff. I really like Hasselhoff. Have you ever listened to his mus…

    Mahatma: Stop. Stop talking, or you are out of the limo.

    The rest of the krewe pushed forward as Hawg blissfully played in the cool of the river. Hawg finally caught up to the group at Phantom Ranch. Certain that Hawg hadn’t brought any money with him, the plan was to offer to buy him some lemonade and lace it with something that would knock him out. The plan couldn’t have worked any better. Sure enough, as Hawg strolled in from his day at the beach, he looked to see that the line for lemonade was about 50 people deep. Lucky for him, Triple Shift was 4th in line.

    Triple Shift: Hey Hawg. Over here. You want some lemonade?

    Hawg: That sounds great, buddy! But I don’t have any money. Can I owe you?

    Triple Shift: Don’t worry about it. What are friends for?

    Triple Shift winks at Bogey, who proceeds to pass by Triple and hand him a concoction he made from the medicines Margaret had packed for him. He had assured the group it was enough to knock out a mule (and had actually proved his point with an unsuspecting animal minutes earlier).

    Hawg soon found a place to sit by Mahatma, Scantron, and The Architect as he sipped his drug-laced lemonade. He proceeded to tell them that he wanted to go for a run. It’s 5.7 miles to Ribbon Falls. Hawg let them know that he was going to leave Phantom Ranch and run to Ribbon Falls. The rest of the group said that would be a great plan and that they would catch up to him there. He would just need to wait until they got there.

    If Hawg had been listening, he would have heard the clinking beer cans and shouts of joy as he ran off in the distance. This plan could not have worked out any better. There was a new energy among the krewe. As they grabbed their packs to finish their hike in peace, Scantron grabbed a postcard.

    Rev-it: What a great idea. You are writing something to your family?

    Scantron: Nope. I’m writing to The Knees Over Toes Guy. My knee is killing me. Do you have any idea how much of my life I have wasted walking backwards?

    Rev-it: I do not.

    Scantron: A lot. A lot, I tell you. I could have started and sold ten businesses in the amount of time I have pulled that stupid sled around Pontiff. I’m done.

    Five miles later, the group stopped at the sign to Ribbon Falls. If Hawg had not been a mile away, passed out next to a waterfall, he might have heard them laughing. It was loud and long. Finally, they skipped away, happily headed to the North Rim.

    Bolt and Vagabond had taken a break just past Cottonwood to enjoy their new found freedom from annoyance when Bolt spotted Hawg walking up the trail to them. Bolt nudged Vagabond.

    Bolt: Look. How?

    Vagabond: Mahatma will kill us if we walk out of this canyon with him.

    Bolt: What do we do?

    Vagabond: Just follow my lead.

    Hawg: Hey guys? What happened? I thought you all were coming to Ribbon Falls.

    Vagabond: Hey man. I’m so sorry. I’m struggling. It’s really hot out here. I just didn’t think I could make it.

    Hawg: Oh no. Can I help?

    Vagabond: That would be great. Do you think you could go off the trail and find me some water?

    Hawg: You bet buddy!

    No sooner than Hawg had walked twenty feet he found a waterfall just below the trail

    Hawg: Look! There’s a waterfall right here? We are so lucky!

    Vagabond: So lucky.

    After Hawg returned with the water, he, Vagabond and Bolt continued the Hike. When they reached Manzanita Pumphouse Triple Shift was sitting there waiting for them. Seeing Hawg show up he hung his head in disbelief. Hawg ran over to check on him.

    Hawg: You okay buddy?

    Triple: Uh…uh….yeah….I mean….uh not great….just struggling a little.

    Hawg: Not to fret, my man. Hawg’s here. Things are looking up already.

    Triple: Yeah.

    After a couple of glances toward one another and a quick huddle as Hawg went around talking to other hikers, Triple, Bolt, and Vagabond concocted a plan. Vagabond had already convinced Hawg to carry his pack. Triple was going to give him his after leaving Manzanita, and Bolt would would give him his a few yards later. Bolt didn’t think the plan would work. “There is no way he is stupid enough to try and carry three packs.” Triple Shift assured them he was. Triple has known Hawg for ten years and he has never seen a limit to Hawg’s stupidity.

    Try as they might the group couldn’t separate from him even after giving him all of the packs. Finally, Triple grabbed his pack and took off running out of the canyon. He didn’t want to be seen with Hawg when they got to the top. Vagabond and Bolt were stuck with him. It would prove to be the hardest 5 hours of their lives. When Triple reached the top and let Mahatma know that Hawg was coming, Mahatma called U-haul over.

    Mahatma: Fix this.

    U-Haul: Yes my Lord

    But U-Haul didn’t fix it. He thought he was sending one of his Phoenix minions down to do his dirty work, but instead he sent Gretzky from Houston. Gretzky is the nicest human on the face of the Earth. Since finishing the R2R in six hours, he had carried eight people out of the canyon, started a Bible Study at the Lodge, and then pulled an elderly husband and wife out of a burning car on his way back to carry more people out of the canyon. Gretzky was all too happy to take Bolt’s pack from Hawg and start heading up the mountain. This turn of events was met with a flurry of F-bombs muttered under Bolt’s breath. By the time U-haul hand noticed the mistake and rushed down the canyon with his minions, it was too late. Gretzky was too nice to even be annoyed by Hawg. He had taken the pack and was cheerfully leading everyone out. There was nothing U-haul or anyone from NOLA could do.

  • The Metry H8! – PRACTICE – from Mayhem

    YHC was caught by the train, but still able to plant the flag by 5:28
    74 F & 93% RH

    Party of 10 excited to see what was in store
    8 to the field and 2 KnOT’ing on the track, we’d see them later

    Warmup consisted of the norm: Slow AV, Soggy GG, MC, PPP, TF, FT, SSH

    The H8! is returning to #okwata October 24th, so YHC thought it would be good to get some practice in @pontiff

    5 rounds of The Metry H8! (we’ll shoot for 8 before game time)

    We started on the south side of the bleachers. At the start, you do a descending burp and merk pyramid starting at 5 (burpee and 5 hand release merkins, burpee and 4 hand release merkins… burpee and 1 hand release merkin).

    Each lap consists of running north snaking the bleachers to the far side, bear crawling to the steps of the gym, make a lap around the gym, bear crawling back to the north side of the bleachers, snaking the bleachers back to the starting point on the south side. Rinse and repeat.

    • Run nearly 2 miles of bleachers/stairs
    • 350 yards of bear crawls
    • 15 burpees
    • 35 merkins

    Picked up the SIX. Did some Mary. Head to the flag.

    COT, Count, Name, Announcements, Intentions

    Upcoming events…
    9.21 – Power Mile
    9.28 – Brothers Keeper 500
    10.19 – reenactment @mothership
    10.24 – the H8! returns
    10.26 – anniversary convergence @mistymountain

  • Crossed the Bridges, Repeatedly – from Mayhem

    73 degrees and raining, yes still raining
    Football day, Tulane tailgatin’, RAIN… unsure of the turnout
    PAX were appearing out of the bushes, including @Rudy at 6:34am
    YHC’s Mothership VQ, here we go

    Disclaimer
    Warmup without the rain, Peristyle
    WM, GG, SSH, PPP, MC, CC (crab cakes, fan favorite), TF, FT

    Thang 1:
    Mosey to the bridges behind Cafe du Monde
    Partner up
    1 PAX does an exercise, other PAX runs the loop with an exercise, as the timer
    Rd1- 8-count body builder while other PAX does merkins on the bridges
    Rd2- repeat Rd1
    Rd3- Bonnie Blairs, other PAX lunges up/down the “safe bridge”
    Rd4- Squats, other PAX does high knees between the bridges

    Thang 2:
    Mosey to the shelter down the tracks
    Jack Ass Burpee Web, ONLY 5 rounds
    1 burpee, 2 donkey kicks… 2/4, 3/6, 4/8, 5/10

    Thang 3:
    Mosey to the nearby memorial fountain
    3 PAX ring the circle bear crawling while remainder do an exercise
    SSH, step ups, big boy situps, derkins, shoulder taps, low slow squats

    Thang 4:
    Mosey to the “Ralphs Entrance” to the park
    Partner up for a DORA
    50 burpees, 100 squats, 150 toy soldiers
    Run backwards to next cross walk, forward to starting spot

    Thang 5:
    Mosey back to the Peristyle
    Merk Jax
    1 merkin, 2 plank jacks, 2/4, 3/6, 4/8, 5/10, 4/8, 3/6, 2/4, 1/2

    Thang 6:
    Mary, call out a PAX to lead next exercise
    Finish with two minutes of stretching

    Back to the flag
    COT
    Announcements- 10/19, 10/24, 10/26
    Intentions: gratitude, Georgia catastrophe, all schools/teachers/students

    Welcomed FNG @Solo (@Revit crew)
    Welcome back @Redfish (@Fracsac claimed an EH)

    Awesome Q’ing the infamous Mothership for my first time. In case you didn’t know, 60 minutes is 33.33% more than 45 minutes. We travelled. We did stuff. We went places. Ready to do it again!

    3 Qs in 6 days for the first time. Enjoyed it all. Just lead.
    SYITG!

  • Crossed the Bridges, Repeatedly – from Mayhem

    73 degrees and raining, yes still raining
    Football day, Tulane tailgatin’, RAIN… unsure of the turnout
    PAX were appearing out of the bushes, including @Rudy at 6:34am
    YHC’s Mothership VQ, here we go

    Disclaimer
    Warmup without the rain, Peristyle
    WM, GG, SSH, PPP, MC, CC (crab cakes, fan favorite), TF, FT

    Thang 1:
    Mosey to the bridges behind Cafe du Monde
    Partner up
    1 PAX does an exercise, other PAX runs the loop with an exercise, as the timer
    Rd1- 8-count body builder while other PAX does merkins on the bridges
    Rd2- repeat Rd1
    Rd3- Bonnie Blairs, other PAX lunges up/down the “safe bridge”
    Rd4- Squats, other PAX does high knees between the bridges

    Thang 2:
    Mosey to the shelter down the tracks
    Jack Ass Burpee Web, ONLY 5 rounds
    1 burpee, 2 donkey kicks… 2/4, 3/6, 4/8, 5/10

    Thang 3:
    Mosey to the nearby memorial fountain
    3 PAX ring the circle bear crawling while remainder do an exercise
    SSH, step ups, big boy situps, derkins, shoulder taps, low slow squats

    Thang 4:
    Mosey to the “Ralphs Entrance” to the park
    Partner up for a DORA
    50 burpees, 100 squats, 150 toy soldiers
    Run backwards to next cross walk, forward to starting spot

    Thang 5:
    Mosey back to the Peristyle
    Merk Jax
    1 merkin, 2 plank jacks, 2/4, 3/6, 4/8, 5/10, 4/8, 3/6, 2/4, 1/2

    Thang 6:
    Mary, call out a PAX to lead next exercise
    Finish with two minutes of stretching

    Back to the flag
    COT
    Announcements- 10/19, 10/24, 10/26
    Intentions: gratitude, Georgia catastrophe, all schools/teachers/students

    Welcomed FNG @Solo (@Revit crew)
    Welcome back @Redfish (@Fracsac claimed an EH)

    Awesome Q’ing the infamous Mothership for my first time. In case you didn’t know, 60 minutes is 33.33% more than 45 minutes. We travelled. We did stuff. We went places. Ready to do it again!

    3 Qs in 6 days for the first time. Enjoyed it all. Just lead.
    SYITG!

  • Don’t let rain cancel your workout – from Pool Boy

    5:26 in the rain and wondering if any PAX are showing up. Before you know it, Architect is there and rest of the group shows up. Quick disclaimer and mosey’d to grab a rock.
    Warmups
    Abe Vigoda’s
    Grass(cement) Grabbers
    Imperial Walkers
    SSH’s
    Arm Circles
    Low Slow Squats

    Exercise 1
    Bear Crawls>merkins>Bear Crawls>SSH’s>Bear Crawls>Squats
    Exercise 2
    25x Curls, Tricep extensions, Overhead Press, Shoulder Press,flutter kicks
    20x Curls, Tricep Extensions, Overhead Press, Shoulder Press, flutter kicks
    35xCurls, Tricep Extensions, Overhead Press, Shoulder Press, flutter kicks
    Exercise 3
    Ring of Fire
    Hold rock overhead while waiting, Curls x 20 moving around circle counting to 10.
    Per Bogey in sitting duck position with rock, Burpees x 10 moving around counting to 5.
    Finished with Mary
    COT. Prayer’s for those dealing in tough times with family members, work, and other challenges.

    T-Claps to this great group of guys showing up in the rain and being warriors.

  • Blame it on the Rain – from Architect

    I arose this morning ready to deliver another beatdown. My previous Q left me feeling proud and accomplished, so I was ready to repeat. Apparently it had a different effect on the PAX which was evident in the lack of turnout in the Gloom.

    Warm-a-Rama to get the body moving.

    First Exercise: Deconstructed Clean and Press to focus on form during a complex movement.
    -Deadlifts
    -Rows
    -Cleans
    -OH Press
    -Squats
    -Clean and Press

    Main Set: One PAX performed farmers carry with water jugs (Thanks Mr. Rogers) while the others performed movement of their choice. PAX Rotated positions taking turn with farmers carry. Repeat with different movements

    Final Set: perform chest press to tune of “Bring Sally Up”

    Cheer gents, and thanks for the support and accountability!

  • Simple But Effective – from Rudy

    So said the long-lost Hawg in a return to the Gloom. HIGH PRAISE from him, the man who taught me that its ok to spend 45 minutes standing in one place with a rock. This morning 8 PAX followed along while we spent approximately 40 minutes standing (or sitting) in one place.

    The Thang
    3 Rounds of 10 exercises – 45 seconds AMRAP, 15 second rest/transition. All done with Rocks
    * Squats
    * Shoulder Press
    * Curls
    * Rows
    * Big Boy Situps
    * Flutter Kicks
    * Bench Press
    * Wife Pleasers
    * Lunge (no rock – ensure we get the knee to the ground)
    * Thrusters

    In between rounds, we did a quick Indian Run for recovery. Almost ran a few runners off the path.

    COT: YHC offered a very personal thought and observation, greeted with the childish snickers of a bunch of 6th grade level PAX with the brain power of Beavis and Butthead. But seriously – YHC loves these PAX and greatly appreciates the support they always provide, including offering heartfelt support while also always reminding each of us that its ok to laugh with ourselves and at ourselves.

    Playlist had a mix of eras (70s through current), but Spotify seemed to lean heavily into the 70s/80s rock part of it.