Nine men armed with noble purpose gathered before the dawn on Pi Day (3.14) under the gaze of Richmond’s finest. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to Officer Levine’s police report, the following might have happened:
Mosey to the intersection of the park entrance road and the other park road for the COP.
75 SSHs
Dead Man Hang
Fudd’s Partner
Wilson’s Wife
Pigeon right / left
Inverted Scorpion Kicks
Imperial Walkers
Flutter kicks
Reverse Crunches
Rosalita’s
Do Not Mosey
Touch-a-tree…rounds of 10, 8, 6, 4 (and maybe a mini round of 2), then the actual round of 2.
Exercises were WWIIs and squats (10/8), then flutter kicks and Carolina Dry Docks (6/4, and mini-round of 2), and then burpees and burpees (round of 2). Congrats to Senor Frog for running all the way to Short Pump and back on the round of 2.
Mosey to the Carillon.
Triple check. Three different guys on each team.
Man 1: Run to steps, bear crawl up the right side, cross in front of the Carillon, do three merkins, run down the left side and back to the flags / center area. But, it’s a race…against your two teammates…
…Man 2 runs from the flags to the far circle and back (not AROUND the circle, just TO the circle).
…Man 3 runs from the flags to the near circle and back (not AROUND the circle, just TO the circle).
If Man 1 returns before either Man 2 or Man 3, then all three do 10 burpees.
Somehow, on the first round, two of the Man 1 guys beat their teammates, which should, YHC tries to say politely, never happen. 10 burpees for everyone.
Three rounds for each guy…no more burpees were done.
Mosey to the Amphitheater.
From the bottom to the top…increasing at each step, one V-up and one squat, then 2 and 2, then three and three…and so forth.
…until it was time to mosey BTTASF (Back to the Actual Shovel Flag…thank you to our resident medicinal practitioner, Flatline, for bringing the flag).
Numbers, names, and Senor Frog took us out with a message.
Announcements:
After almost 2 years of running The Bridge (and 5 prior years of running Breaking Bread), YHC is ready to turn over the reigns of leading F3’s Third F’s (along with Oyster) to a new leader. The Bridge needs a man ready to organize – not necessarily attend – but organize, a workout each month for our friends who are working to improve themselves every day. F3’s motto is “leave no man behind, but leave no man where you find him.” These men help us grow, and we hope we help them grow. Plus, for those followers of Jesus, each of us is called to “visit the imprisoned.” The mandate could not be more straightforward. If you are ready to help, please let YHC know, and please spread the word to help us find someone to take the mantle.
Thomas joined us out of the actual Gloom today…he found us. Way to go! He’s an insomniac who works overnight at a warehouse. How many guys can say that they were going to go home to sleep, but chose to stay up and hit F3? Welcome, Graveyard!
Happy Pi Day…
Lastly, please keep our men and women in the military in your prayers.