One wild and crazy dude hit the mean streets of Plantation for the latest edition of The Clinic. Temperatures were 55 70 and sunny. According to the semi-frozen Nile lizard monitoring the run, the following might have happened:
Route: Circle, north, cross Peters, parking lot, Fudd, north again, past apartments, past temporary circus tents, Broward Blvd., reverso (minus the Fudd). Number, name, and YHC took himself out.
NMS:
“Where’s your little friend, snake man?” — Omar
One man waited, albeit very briefly, for a cherub to appear in the latest edition of The Clinic. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the Doberman walker, the following might have happened:
Northbound, Fudd, 58th street, reverso, BTTVSF. Call it 40 slow minutes.
YHC has been on his feet teaching all week. How do full-time teachers do this? Respect.
Number, name, YHC took himself out.
One young whipper-snapper whipped out of the Fart Sack to take on a gift from Heaven – 55 and clear in south Florida. Ok, temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the person running the stop sign at Peters and the parking lot, the following might have happened.
Route: North, parking lot loop 1, cross Peters, parking lot loop 2, further north, left at mall, pass the carnival set-up, bounce of Broward, and reverso BTTVSF. Number, name, quick chat with Omar, and a word of thanks.
NMS: YHC has been all over this week, so good to shake off the cobwebs and get the juices flowing. A cool Florida morning is not common, so never a thing to waste.
One pushed off the lure of the afternoon nap sack (who doesn’t love conferences that end at 3 p.m.?) and ventured onto the sands of Marco Island. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the giant sand castle makers, the following might have happened:
Southbound towards Cuba until YHC faced the point of No Return.
Reverso.
BTTVSF.
NMS: YHC struggles with any workout or run after coffee time. Today was no different. Just a slog, albeit with conditions in the low 70s with pleasant cloud cover. Thank you for your sympathies. Even though this all happened within 1 vertical foot of actual sea level, somehow going North felt as though it was uphill the entire way.
226 Shopping Days until BRR. Let’s go!!
One warrior of The Gloom ventured into the frigidity in the latest edition of The Clinic. Temperatures were 70 and sunny (well, 67 and sunny). According to the Mall Cop, the following might have happened:
2. Heavier than desirable dude ran past as part of 5 mile run. No unplanned rest stops.
Number, name, and YHC said a little something-something to put the day into perspective.
The Clinic hits the road next week. F3 Marco Island here we come…
Seven saw the dawn at the latest edition of Sunday Funday. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the wave-less dog walker, the following might have happened.
TYA – launch early, train hard, make progress.
Saab – 6 or 9 on the roads
Sippy, Offshore, Helix – full loop, Buttermilk to North Bank and back.
UpChuck – out and back for four.
Mr. Furley also made an appearance. Chest attire, per usual.
Numbers, names, and general agreement on the beauty of the morning.
ET’s continues to provide lessons in life and friendship as well as a living case study in how to run down a business slowly.
1 intrepid traveler returned for the first workout of 2024. 5:15 launch. Conditions were 70 and sunny. According to the security guard in the office parking lot, the following might have happened.
Loop, across Peters, Fudd, back to run, north to Broward, reverso, rain showers, past the office, across Peters, and BTTVSF.
Number, name, YHC took himself out.
10 studs set forth earlier than you to scout the contours of sleepy Westham. Conditions remained sunny and 70. According to the Ring doorbell footage from Lockjaw’s house, the following might have happened:
Mosey east on River, then north on Ridge, then into the parking lot, then out of the parking lot, and then back into the parking lot before circling up in the rear parking lot.
COP:
Scorpion kicks
Reverse snow angels
Hand release merkins
WWIIs
Flutter kicks
SSHs
Some other stuff
Mosey to Pinetree for Touch-a-(Not Tree)
Round 1: Eastbound, Touch a Car
1st partner touches one car. Second partner, burpees. Flapjack.
1st partner touches two cars. Second partner, merkins. Flapjack.
1st partner touches three cars. Second partner, Virginia dry docks. Flapjack.
Mosey to the other end of Pinetree.
Round 2: Westbound, Touch a Recycling Can
1st partner touches one can. Second partner, WWIIs. Flapjack.
1st partner touches two cans. Second partner, snow angels. Flapjack.
1st partner touches three cans. Second partner, hello dollies. Flapjack.
Traveling COP, Past the Sell-By-Date. Westham, Lakewood, Hillsdale, Westham, and River.
Houses with a coach light on: 3 merkins
Houses with Christmas lights (still) on: 3 burpees
Houses with sleeping PAX members: 10-15 SSHs, in cadence. Good morning to the Puckers and the Lockjaws
Circle up, quick round of flutter kicks.
Numbers, Names, and Kubota took us out.
Announcements:
Ruck-tastic training has started. Add to your holiday 15 with a backpack 30. Walk-a-thon with your mates. Sign up information all over Slack.
BRR…never too early to create a personal a challenge for 2024.
HoneyDo Challenge underway. Current stats posted on Big Data. HoneyDo in first; lots of guys tied for second. Handshake in last.
4 gear-changing, long-ranging gentlemen of the triangular frame launched in the head-lamp lit darkness. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the cameras monitoring the automated toll trackers on I-195, the following might have happened.
Route: east on Grove, south on Malvern, east on Cary, right towards Powhite, stay left on the ramp, east to I-95, then south to 895/VA-150, west/north on 150 to Huguenot, right onto Huguenot, continue onto Cary, and left onto Commonwealth. 45 minutes on the nose. 28 miles. Nice route today. Also, good, steady pace, and nice cadence of drafting/leading. Boom.
Numbers (with some prodding), Names (not associated with those same numbers), and Saab took us out.
Announcement: See RAMM BB.
NMS: it’s hard to write a BB with massive bike mittens on. Apologies for any typos on the route, length, time, or directions. Again, the mittens. Good to see everyone today, and great to be back on track with the Backblasts.
As the weather gets cooler, we’ll re-start the practice of loading Pelotons onto the flatbed trailer and taking turns driving the truck around town while the other 3 guys make revolutions on the stationary bikes. Really a good option to keep fit in the winter, utilize the giant mittens, and get some good Facebook posts. There are some pretty sweet classes available. Come out anytime to join us.
Thanks to Bleeder for providing the Pelotons and to the Woodfin IT department for hard-wiring the bikes into the network.
No Tools abides.
7 wily F3 veterans disposed of the lure of The Fartsack and challenged themselves to meet the new day at the latest edition of The Dogpile. Temperatures remained 70 and sunny. According to the lone runner trotting through the parking lot, the following may have happened:
06:00 – Start with a slow mosey around the Dogpile parking lot, first heading south towards the River, then, accepting feedback from EF Hutton, the Q turned right / west away from the cool breezes likely to be found crossing the bridge. Two more rights had the group on the grass adjacent to our parking area for the COP.
With our Nantan present, YHC felt compelled / encouraged to repeat several disclaimers and informational messages regarding our purpose, the rules / guidelines, and anticipated / encouraged outcomes. Hard to remember the whole thing, so we concluded that, whatever else, there are two exercise principles, which are separate. Push yourself. Make it a challenge for yourself. If you are standing still (literally or figuratively), you are regressing. This group does not regress. It’s you against your ability (rather than you against the next fastest guy). Push yourself. Extend yourself. Yet, don’t feel like breaking your body is the goal. All that said, as brevity has never been YHC’s strong point, some PAX (Handshake, Bodo’s) grew tired / cold / bored, deciding on their own to start SSHs. Gomer grew only more engaged / enraptured. YHC can hold a crowd.
So, with the SSHs in full swing, today’s COP began with…
…anything but SSHs. Let’s do Imperial Walkers, call it 3 of them (4-count). Then, SSHs times 10 (4-count). Then, hillbillies, then SSHs, then, so we could all pay attention to Handshake’s story (which was GREAT and only getting better), we did Dead Man Hang. Walk out the hands into Fuddski, then down to Wilson, then right leg high, then left leg high, then hand release merkins x10. Flip it to WWIIs, some flutter kicks, then some other stuff, and we’re off…
…to touch some trees. What has been promised must be delivered. (Appropriate lack of recall or any foreknowledge of the concept was shown by most PAX. Today’s barriers de excellence were, in no particular order, a) having a prime number of men (7), and b) the concept of having 2 people perform the same exercise simultaneously. Onward. The Q practiced his eyeball rolling.
Rounds 2, 4, 6, 8, 10. YHC forgets, but at some point, we decided to touch trees. This is a delicate exercise, done appropriately, in the words of Handshake, “like you touch your wife.” Also, touching Bodo’s car counts. References to the stiffness of the wood abounded. There was also a surprising bang during the event. No pastor’s or their wives were injured in the incident. We finished with a round of burpees.
Mosey to the closer giant circle. Dora 1-2-3. Team up in 2s (or 3s). One man runs to the light post (yeah, the one that is on). Each man does his own count of 50 “worthless” Gomer-Pyle dry docks. Then, the team of 2 or 3 completes the remaining 200 squats and 300, 4-count SSHs. Griping about SSHs abounded.
While catching its breadth, the PAX did 30 of the littlest baby crunches.
Mosey to the top of the Amphitheater. Not Quite Self Destruction. Start with 18 v-ups and 18 incline merkins…then 17, then 16, and so forth. YHC put a governor on both ends, with the Six skipping a step to close the gap and the Zoomer repeating a step for the same purpose. Push yourself. Make it a challenge. Make it hard.
Mosey back to the VSF, ahem, actual shovel flag. Quick ring of fire, 10 merkins of your choice.
Numbers, names, and Handshake took us out.
Announcements:
YHC is pretty sure there were some announcements. Please add them in the comments.
Grow Ruck coming next year. Apparently, it’s under new management. Might be worth giving it a whirl. And / or, perhaps a locally-grown, environmentally friendly CSAUP with a more cost effective price point. TBD.
NMS: Touch a Tree continues to be a rousing success with nary a hiccup in the process. Smooth like buttuh.
Mumble chatter did not disappoint.