One man launched from the previously mentioned rucking ground. Temperatures were, again, a seasonal 70 and sunny. According to the young man enjoying some sweet weed at 5:15 a.m. (not me) on the hotel’s back patio, the following might have happened.
60 minutes under 38 pounds.
Number, name, and YHC took himself out.
NMS: always fun to see people’s faces when they mistake a weighted vest for a police vest. This young man took about 3 seconds of “about to poop his pants” before YHC said,”Good morning” and continued walking past. YHC thinks weed might not even be illegal in Florida anymore…who knows?