Author: Upchuck

  • Welcome FNG Noah

    1 pax sailed forth into the Fort Lauderdale Gloom for the latest edition of The Clinic. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the zoo keeper building a wooden boat, the following route might have been taken.

    Route: the usual. No stop outbound. Rest stop inbound. A smidge over 5 miles.

    NMS: holy cow. The rain did rain on Wednesday in Fort Lauderdale. It was awesome. Perfect temperature and just the right amount of rain to cool things off. There were, oddly, more than the normal level of puddles. So, YHC ran (mostly) around them. Got wet. No biggie.

    By Wednesday evening, just crazy flooding. Water, water everywhere, but not a drop to drink. Epic. Apparently, a 1,000 year storm.

    Airport closed and completely flooded runways. Highways in that area all closed. Beaches closed. Ocean even flooded. Luckily, The Clinic apparently knows enough to have been built on high ground.

    No sign of the boat builder or his animals.

  • Special Operators, Albeit in Training

    Seven night stalkers moved further, faster, and fought harder in the latest edition of First Watch. Conditions were 70 and sunny. According to their leader hiding in the bushes, the following might possibly have happened:

    Mosey from the parking lot to the back of RRC, Baptist.

    Whoa – on coming car split the PAX. Leader in front on one side of the road, six PAX on the other. Q proceeded to perform one burpee at each speed hump. Meanwhile, being mentally alert, physically strong, and morally straight, the PAX determined to catch up, or, failing that, attempt a mutiny: the oft-mentioned, but rarely attempted, “We’ll just stop running and see whether the Q noticed.” Well aware of their shenanigans, YHC moseyed to the next corner in the parking lot, veered left, and took refuge in the bushes. After some time, along came a walking PAX of six, wondering aloud how 215 pounds of Manhood had disappeared into The Gloom. Boom – trap sprung. The predators becoming the prey.

    Mosey back to the front of RRC, Baptist, for the COP

    SSHs, DQs, IWs, reverse crunches, WWIIs, HRMs…and mosey 5 feet west to the steps.

    Dora 100-200-300, with a twist. Grab a partner.

    Partner 1: Run to the bush on River Road.

    Partner 2: Exercises. 100 derkins, 200 four-count flutter kicks, and 300 SSHs.

    Twist: each time the partners switch, perform 5 Boo-Yah mercans. Harder than it sounds, but the PAX showed the world that they are specially selected and well-trained.

    Mosey to the back of RRC, Baptist for Elevens. Much discussion of the best method for achieving the objective. YHC enjoys feedback. Frankly, YHC deserved some after an exceptionally poorly laid out exercise. Adapt. Overcome. But, always endeavor to uphold the prestige, honor, and esprit de corps of the group.

    WWIIs and snow angels. Bernie Sanders up the incline in the parking lot. Run back down. Better training. Fight with all your might. Give it 100 percent and then some. Under no circumstances embarrass yourself.

    Slow mosey back through the parking lot. 5 LBCs at every handicapped space, totaling about 30 LBCs and 5 WWIIs on the last space.

    Burpees at each speed hump on the way BTTVSF. Numbers, names, and Handshake took us out.

    NMS: World’s longest triple check May 6 at Godwin. Boot camp, ruck, and run in circles. Find some teammates and one injured dude. Gomer has the details.

    Good chatter today. YHC needed some good laughs, and the PAX delivered. Coffeeteria hit the spot, albeit at 6 a.m.

    UpChuck spits the bit.

  • You Gonna Join Us?

    Four pandits assembled quietly in The Gloom for the latest edition of Broga. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the guy who almost ran us over in the parking lot, the following might have happened:

    Lots of stretching, starting with the shoulders, then the neck, chest, back, and legs. Wrap up with a peaceful shivasavan, as always. At some point, Senor Frog showed up. A few minutes later, he joined the Broga.

    Numbers, names, all silent, of course.

    NMS: mumble chatter was strong today. Many thanks to Kubota for pointing us in the right direction with his vacation pictures.

  • 6 Bands, 3 Nights

    9 hard rockers charged up their metal for the latest edition of The Spider Run. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the dog walkers at the first exchange zone, the following might have happened.

    All runners, leave parking lot, turn left towards UR student center, bearing right up the hill on Richmond Way. Left onto Campus. Left onto College, keeping football stadium to your left down the hill.

    Follow College and take a right onto University. Up the hill staying on University to Ridge. 4s turn around at Ridge, and return by the same route.

    5/6s stay on University, do the quick right/left at Ralston to stay on University, and right onto Ziontown.

    5s: turn around at Holmes and return by the same route BTTVSF.

    6s: continue on Ziontown to Ridge. Right on Ridge, then right again at Walgreen’s to stay on Ridge and continue to Holmes. Turn around at Holmes and reverse your route BTTVSF.

    Numbers, names, and Saab took the cold call to take us out. Today is the day to make a difference.

    Announcements:

    Humpday Happy Hour manana at The Grill on Patterson and Libbie at 5:30. See Gomer for details.

    May 6, CSAUUP (Completely Stupid and Utterly Under Publicized) at Godwin. Boot Camp, then Ruck, then team track meet. Team must have one IR person. Details on how to find IR guys…see Gomer.

  • Are We Going to Stand Directly Across from Each Other?

    Two avoided The Fart Sack in exchange for a crisp spring morning. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the guy in the blue tron vest, the following quite likely happened:

    Mosey from the Stone House to Forest Hill Avenue, heading “off campus” through the stone gate, then back to the stone house for the COP.

    COP

    SSHs, DQs, IWs, Dead Man Hang, LBCs, flutters, WWIIs, HRMs.

    Mosey to the stone staircase. Grab a stone. Any stone. But, maybe find one without worms.

    First set: Carry the stone down the stairs. 10 overhead presses. Carry the stone to the top. 20 dips. Repeato x3 rounds.

    Second set: Carry the stone down the stairs. 10 curls. Carry the stone to the top. 20 four-count flutter kicks. Repeato x3 rounds.

    Third set: Carry the stone down the stairs. 10 squats. Carry the stone to the top. 10 snow angels. Repeato x3 rounds.

    Mosey to the tennis courts to do a Prostitute. Tastefully and slowly. For the uninitiated, said exercise involves “returning to the same corner” after each round.

    Round 1: 10 mercans, then back to the start for 1 burpee.

    Round 2: 10 mercans, then onto corner #2 for 20 LBCs, then back to corner #1 for 10 mercans, then back to the start for 1 burpee.

    Round 3: 10 mercans, then onto corner #2 for 20 LBCs, then onto corner #3 for 30 flutter kicks, then back to corner #2 for 20 LBCs, then back to corner #1 for 10 mercans, then back to the start for 1 burpee.

    Round 4: 10 mercans, then onto corner #2 for 20 LBCs, then onto corner #3 for 30 flutter kicks, then onto corner #4 for 40 side-straddle hops, then back to corner #3 for 30 flutter kicks, then back to corner #2 for 20 LBCs, then back to corner #1 for 10 mercans, then back to the start for 1 burpee.

    Mosey to the drop off circle(s?) for Street Light Lane. Stop at each light, do the called exercise.

    10 HRMs
    10 heels to Heaven
    20 squats
    30 invisible jump rope
    15 Carolina dry docks
    20 hello dollies
    20 reverse crunches
    10 oblique crunches, each side

    Two rounds. Completed all but the last 2 on the second round.

    BTTVSF. Numbers, names, and YHC took us out.

    Announcements: Breaking Bread, Gomer has a CSAUP of SOME SORT coming up. Swim, bike, run or Run, ruck, boot. Just show up and do it.

    NMS: It’s been a while since YHC has attended a 2-person beat down. Hutton raised an important issue: do we face each other directly, or stand off set? No matter. Good chatter throughout as we toured the AO.

  • The Triangle

    One Round Mound took on The Gloom in the latest edition of The Clinic. Temperatures were actually 70 and sunny. According to the lady cleaning the lobby, the following quite possibly happened.

    Mosey to the MasaGlobal Building. Single point up for the COP.
    SSHs, Helicopters, Don Quixote, Imperial Walkers, Hand Release Mercans, Shoulder taps, merkins, little baby crunches, hello Dollys, reverse crunches.

    3 pointers (triangles). But, stop 6 times. It’s a big triangle. Do this in the form of Elevens. WWIIs and Mercans.

    Round 2: LBCs and squats

    Mosey to the parking deck.

    Ramps, with Mercans and WWIIs.

    Do 4 laps at the top of the parking deck.

    5 min of Mary.

    BTTVSF.

    NMS: Humid today. A harbinger of humidity to come. Gonna be a long, hot summer.

  • There are routes, and then there are routes

    13 lucky lads and lassies launched at first light in the latest edition of Sunday Funday. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the knuckleheads who park badly at the Pump House, the following route(s) likely happened.

    Start on the North Bank of the James River, at the North Bank Trailhead. Take that trail east, under the bridge. Regardless of any other choices, keep the river generally to your right; ensure that bears and dead bodies remain to your left. Oregon Hill can decide which applies. Turn right at the parking lot. Traverse the wavy bridge, turn right to stay on the Belle Ilse loop. Turn right to traverse the sturdy, wooden bridge. Turn right to stay on the trail. Turn right many times up the staircase. Right at the end of the bridge. Stay on that trail. It’s called Buttermilk. It will take you home.

    When you see the big bridge, go under that road and take a LEFT on the other side, then another LEFT at the road. Go across the big bridge and take a LEFT to the end of the run, where your friends will be waiting.

    Or, get lost somewhere along the way, call your friends, and have someone pick you up.

    NMS:

    Superb day for a morning run. Unless you like clouds. And, rain. If you slept in today, the Fart Sack lied to you, for it was not in fact better.

    Offshore is excited. After five years, the “fluids” study has been published. On the off chance that someone donated, ahem, he thanks them.

  • Cookie Butter

    10 gentlemen of leisure launched their loop at the latest edition of Sunday Funday. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the race organizer, the following might have happened:

    North Bank, Belle Isle, Buttermilk or Access Trail, and BTTVSF. 6.5 or so, longer for the road runner.

    Numbers, names, and coffee.

    NMS:

    Cookie butter ice cream before a race is not recommended. Dogs have an endless supply. Consider wearing long sleeves.

    Announcements:

    Speakers corner will be held weekly at the park. Bring your opinions to share.

  • Tree Mile Run

    One galloped out of the gate early (pre-5) for the latest edition of The Clinic. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to Omar, the following “tree mile run” might have happened:

    Walk TYA-style to the Baptist Health Clinic, run the office park, cross Peters, run the other office park north to Broward Blvd., unlike the Wise Men, return by the same route. Just under 5.

    Number, name.

    NMS: As one does, YHC bumped into Omar in the parking lot. “How are you doing?” YHC asked.

    “Can’t complain. What good would it do?” he said.

    YHC responded with, “We don’t work together. We are not family. You can complain to me.”

    And, he did. Wow. It is fascinating and revealing to learn what another person is carrying. Multiple kids, a partner who works two jobs (5 a.m. to 8 p.m. every day), and basically being exhausted. YHC was reminded to be thankful.

    Brotherhood forming, even if Omar will likely never have time to join a workout. Omar ended with “Man, I just thank God for what I have. Thanks for listening.”

    Tuesday was a good day.

  • Wi Too Loe

    Seven trail breakers fought off the weekend Fartsack to dominate the latest edition of Sunday Funday. Temperatures remained 70 and sunny. According to the woman with the dog who waved to YHC TWICE (!), the following likely happened:

    Route: Generally, South Bank (Buttermilk) to T. Pottersfield Bridge to North Bank. Some did Riverside Drive. Some other routes on isles.

    Numbers, names, and TYA took us out.

    NMS: Unibomber is doing 10k training, and apparently 24 hour training. Yep – that’s run for 24 hours straight. Distance is you vs. you. Wow – stud. Put another way, that’s like starting to run at Wednesday Broga (4:30 a.m.), continuing through First Watch, then through WDog, then through The Crucible (that’s a 7:30 a.m. start), add in about 10 repetitions of Off the Books, hit Punisher (6:00 p.m.), and then run just about 9.5 more hours. And, have 15 more minutes at the end to decide what to do with his free time. April 23rd. Like a boss.

    Solid chatter at ETs, as always. The muffins may be small, and the service may be indifferent, but the fellowship never disappoints.

    UpChuck spits the bit.