Author: Upchuck

One pax joined on the shores of the Pacific Ocean for his favorite version of The Clinic each year. Temperatures in the air were 70 and sunny. Ocean water slightly warmer at 63 (actual air temp 48). According to the county workers emptying trash cans on the beach, the following may have happened:

Slightly earlier start than usual. 4:45 a.m. due to Pacific time and restlessness. Run from hotel down walkways to drop off circle.

COP:

SSHs, dead man hang, yoga stretching, Imperial walkers, 20 merkins, and a handful of LBCs.

Mosey to the rock pile / jetty. 20 decline merkins, 20 dips.

40 yard cycle. Run about 40 yards on the beach. Stop. Perform about 20 of an exercise.

Merkins, flutter kicks, LBCs, hello dolly, squats. Do this for about 1.0 mile.

Attempt to jump over very small creek that empties into Pacific Ocean.

Continue with above cycle for .5 miles.

Turn around at the rocks. 1.5 miles back, finishing at the original rock pile / jetty.

Run back to the cliff base, then up the path (aka Charmian) to the top. VSF at the outdoor fire pit.

Number, Name, and a quick one-man COT.

NMS: YHC has been traveling a ton and had hoped to exercise last week in the mountains of Colorado. A late night altitude headache scotched that plan, so it was refreshing to be back at sea level for a couple of days. Few places more beautiful than the Pacific Ocean shore in The Gloom. Looking forward to returning in the spring.

One PAX hit the mean streets of Broward for a slightly elongated edition of The Clinic. Temperatures were 70 and conditions sunny. According to the police officer on stakeout in the hotel parking lot, the following might have happened….zzzzz.

Route: Circle to Peters to office parking lot to office building to drop off the kids to La Quinta to mall parking lot (hi to the people paying $100 / month to do…well…to do what we do for free), out to Broward Blvd. and reverso back home).

5.5 or so. Name, number, YHC said a few words of thanks, and good luck to my friend Omar traveling to Jamaica this week.

NMS:

When exiting one’s own office building at 05:07 a.m., it’s comforting to see the security person in the parking lot (actually, it’s a little weird). But, it’s more comforting to see someone stretching in the parking lot. AWESOME. We might have our first FNG. With Pavoratti on a business trip, YHC thought The Clinic might have a visitor. But, late night activities no doubt intervened. Here was a genuine runner getting ready to exercise…and as YHC ran around that side of the lot, he saw the telltale signs of a man not preparing to run. First, the little orange glow. Then, the waft and the sweet smell. Then, the Mr. Pibb bottle. The dude was stretching, but alas, for this individual, an early morning fat one and some soda were the choices of the morning.

Onward…

One PAX launched early for the latest edition of The Clinic. Conditions were 70 and sunny. According to Helen, the following may quite possibly have happened:

Mosey from the hotel to the man-made lake for the COP

SSHs, IWs, DQs, Dead Man Hang, stretch to the sky, LBCs, WWIIs.

Circuits around the lake. YHC estimates the small circuit around the lake is about the same as a track (1/4 mile). As YHC will tell anyone, YHC hates track work. YHC wonders why anyone would use a track, ever, for anything. Just a horrific invention. So, YHC did essentially track work with 6 stations. 20 reps of each, except as noted.

Station 1: merkins
Station 2: LBCs
Station 3: Rosalitas
Station 4: Decline merkins (10 reps)
Station 5: WWIIs
Station 6: SSHs

Three loops.

Mosey the long way home. YHC estimates a mile.

Name, number, YHC said a quick prayer for some folks who are struggling.

Announcements:

Breaking Bread: thank you to the men who carried food this weekend to the Southside Medical Respite, and to the men and women who did the cooking. The bar for a good meal was set really, really high by your brothers and their families. YHC definitely is looking to get invited to both Oyster’s and Gomer’s next family dinner. Wow. Sign up for November and December is open. We need YOU to help with dinner for 8-12 people. With 24 nights each year, this is a great way to make a contribution to F3’s leadership in the community. YHC thanks you in advance. And, if you can, bring a bag or two of fruit. These folks do not get much produce, and they really appreciate it.

Beer Mile. Saturday at 7 (that’s p.m., for those who were asking at First Watch). Suggested weekend itinerary:
1) Watch “All Quiet on the Western Front” Friday evening. Develop a solid disdain for war.
2) Attend a minimum of three workouts Saturday morning (example: Breakfast Club, then Dogpile, then The Crucible), then,
3) Kids’ events Saturday morning into early afternoon, late afternoon nap (well deserved), and
4) Top the evening off with 4 beers and 4 laps and puking and then,
5) A well deserved slumber “in bed” by 8:30 p.m., assuming your definition of “in bed” is “asleep on Faceplant’s front lawn.” Temps should be in the 50s at bedtime, dropping to the high/mid 40’s by the time you wake up wondering where you are and why your M hasn’t taken you home, then,

5.5) Find said way home, and,
6) (Promise yourself and your M that you will) Grow from this experience (note F3 Nation recommends that you use Caps when “Growing”),
7) Build communication with your M,
8) Learn to say the words “Do as Daddy says, not as Daddy does” to your 2.0s,
9) Remind yourself that, after an evening of sleeping outside, attempting to whisper the phrase “Please, Bodo’s, can you turn down the microphone?” during church on Sunday, will not go over well with the M. It will not be a whisper, and only you will think you are funny.
10) Remind self that YHC has warned you.

NMS: YHC’s pal Omar is a stoic fellow, never complaining, though YHC suspects he’s hurting. Keep him in your prayers as he travels home for a funeral. He lost a 20-some year old cousin to an industrial accident. The cousin was crushed by some concrete blocks, apparently unsecured, perhaps by the cousin himself, that fell off the side of a truck. Apparently, this happened on Day 2 of a new job working for the cousin’s father, who owns the construction company. Yikes.

Great to see Helen, who must be at least 75 and is still working at the hotel, back at work. Say what you will, but being at work at 5 a.m. is not something YHC aspires for at that age. Has to be a challenge.

UpChuck spits the bit.

One solitary soul marched out and took in the new day at The Clinic. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the Lexus salespeople cleaning up from the prior night’s festivities, the following likely happened:

Route: north around the circle, cross Peters, east through the parking lots, north to the Mall, and further north to Broward Blvd. Take a slight detour on the way back to make it over 5 miles.

Number, name, YHC took himself out.

NMS: Same old, plus a shiny new Lexus awaiting YHC on the hotel doorstep. Awaiting, meaning, if anyone wants to buy it, it’s for sale. Apparently, the Lexus people are learning the new features on the 2023 models.

Announcements:

Faceplant is trying to make friends by drinking and running.

Breaking Bread: we are looking for Qs for November and December. One for November on the Saturday of Thanksgiving weekend, and then both days of the Christmas weekend. No better way to take in the holidays than giving. Dinner for 8-12 people. 5:30 p.m. Sign up on the Q-Sheet as far to the right as possible. YHC appreciates your help in advance.