10 men arrived at the “STOP SIGN of RUCKERS”, One of us (FlyBoy) arrived anxiously early at 5:15am instead of 5:30am, on Camdale/Bellstone to get in a 45min ruck. We trekked into the new section and saw for the first time, a FAKE DOG keeping watch of Crabgrass dropping a deuce. Good boy! We talked about variety of things, almost had us an ole’ fashion Ruck Fight w/ knives, and we grew together as men do on weighted morning walks with each other. Some of us laughed, some of us cried remembering our bad moments in Ultimate Frisbee, and some of us laughed more at the guy who still holds onto those Ultimate Frisbee (opposite of highlights) lowlights. We remember, Rudy… we remember.
COT was positive and we fist bumped in the end.
