Four tough guys assembled this morning to blindly follow YHC into the bush, but everything turned out okay. NTB coaxed me to Q Ruckhenge earlier this week and after I agreed, NTB proceeded to telegraph his own fartsacking and then actually did fartsack. NTB did show up after the ruck ended to grab some carbs and coffee. YHC still doesn’t know if NTB’s no-show was genuinely accidental as he claimed or a brilliant piece of performance art. Regardless, I’m grateful to NTB for getting in my grill about Qing an AO I frequent.
We covered 2.7 miles of trail, did some walking lunges, bent over rows and overhead presses to close things out.
Prayers for PAX on IR, for Rosie’s cousin, and Dealer’s mom.
Thanks for joining me fellas; helped to kick the day off on a strong note!