I feel I’ve been so delinquent in my commitment to F3 lately and it showed as I tried to start the warmorama. IMHO (as the kids put it), that delinquency continued right on through the beat down with my unorganized leadership, chaotic participation, and off-the-cuff modifications. But YHC brought the …
18 men showed in the gloom this morning for a game of F3 Kickball. We are taught to modify as necessary, and learn through trial and error that some things work, and some things don’t. Even the best laid plans go wrong sometimes, and it happened today. Below is the …
YHC arrived with 2 minutes to spare, greeted by Pik and JV. Buschwacker came in on Cowbell time and with Cowbell speed just in time to finish the warm up. Today we did some tempo work, taking it slow with most exercises Copperhead style. Warm up: SSH, IW, Hillbillies, Self-Love, …
Still recovering with soreness from accepting my 2.0s change of pace for some gym work on Saturday and Waterpik’s previous Monday Q of constant reps at the Marsh, YHC selected an oldie but goodie from the Exicon.. Arriving at the AO with 4 PAX already assembled in the freshly updated …
Rolled up a little early to secretly unload a few cinderblocks this morning, only to find Russo and and Murdoch already on the lookout. This was my first time meeting Murdoch, and YHC assumed he was visiting from another region because a) he looked fairly fit and, b) he was …
Decent crowd at Granny’s yesterday for a kinda-sorta cinderblock beatdown. Kinda-sorta because YHC only brought 3 coupons and there were 7 players in company. But, as always, we made it work (I will say, it was helpful to not have Bushwacker there undermining the Q’s efforts with constant griping about …
Admiral Gail Akbar of the Mon Calamari returns to the Northshore Mothership once again, to fight another battle against Darth Fartsack and the Sad Clown Empire. His secret mission this trip is to investigate the galactical mystery of Plutonium, reportedly found in the NOLA area by some beast named Hawgcycle. …
It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of light, it was the season of darkness, it was …
2 pax along with YHC braved the elements and posted to the milestone marsh on windy chilly morning to start the week off. Pull-ups at the playground, then mosey to the lakefront stopping at several intersections for some additional exercises. Hit the seas all for 3 sets of Bulgarian split …
YHC felt the need to work off some Holiday calories after a week of Big meals, late nights, desserts, beer, wine, and cocktails. The holidays—YHC enjoyed a bit of it all, and they’re not over yet. But, alas, it was time to get back to work, including “work in the …
