Tag: Off The Books

  • To the top of the Towers

    The idea for this one to honor those lost at the original WTC to do just a small thing can go a long way. The drones with the towers was cool, it was too late to sign up today at RIR they do a 9/11 stairs up and down or you can do a 5k around the track. Dogpile was the best spot with the stairs Handshake who thought for a moment I was going to bale (no just ran a few minutes late) joined and we took off. Did we get the goal(yes adding the second main workout we did). The original idea with rucks but glad we didn’t next year if I do the event(yes ruck it)

    So a couple of facts: actual height of the towers (1,368 feet 110 stories). The new WTC tower to the roof is that exact height you add the extension piece get the total 1776 feet height. Part 2 yes I doubled dipped big time today to follow….

  • Super Bowl XXXVI

    Ultimate Frisbee | Team 2 def. Team 1, 7-6

    Team 1 (The Greatest Show on Turf): Crabgrass, Fandango, Rudy, Flyboy
    Team 2 (The Patriots): Matlock, Pad Thai, Hei Hei, Da Bear, Festivus

    Every so often a game shows up on the schedule that you’ve already seen before. February 2002. The Rams were the highlight reel, the fastest, flashiest offense anybody had ever put on turf. The Patriots were the guys who tackled you, took what you gave them, and never made a mistake. Everybody knew who was more fun to watch. Everybody knows who lifted the trophy.

    Team 1 came out flying. Passes were crisp and moving down the field in a hurry. Rudy was going up and snagging everything above the rim. Fandango found the seams all morning, exactly what you expect from the 2025 BOS champ. Flyboy demanded coverage — they had to account for him on every single possession, and that opened things up for everyone else. YHC was dialed in on the throws early and the disc was going exactly where it was supposed to go.

    Back and forth to 3-3. It felt like ours.

    Then Team 2 did what Team 2 does. No fireworks. No hero ball. Just a smothering defense that closed every window a half-second before it opened, and an offense that took precisely what was in front of it and executed at damn near a flawless level. 5-3. Then 6-3.

    We got one back to make it 6-4. They answered: 7-4.

    The Iron Pax bill came due right about then. Week 1 was yesterday, all the running you’d expect, and YHC hit the wall square in the third quarter. Legs gone, lungs gone. But we found something — a big TD to pull us within one at 7-6, and suddenly the sideline believed again. Rudy was out there working himself into a genuine puke-shade of green, trying to be a downfield threat and then sprint back on defense. He was about one deep cut from redecorating the end zone.

    The flurry came. We threw everything at it to tie it up. It fell short.

    Moleskin

    • Rudy’s win streak dies at 1. Matlock’s is born at 1. Circle of life.
    • The roster sheet says five against four. Just noting it for the historical record, no further comment.
    • Flyboy had a couple of drops he’s going to see when he closes his eyes tonight. He also made them cover him all day. Net positive, and the hands come back.
    • Fandango fought valiantly right to the end. Champions don’t have a coast setting.
    • Credit where it’s owed: Team 2 didn’t get lucky. They defended, they were patient, and they didn’t beat themselves. That’s the whole formula and it’s harder than it looks.
    • Style points don’t go on the scoreboard. Ask the ’01 Rams.

    COT

    Prayers and praises up. Grateful for everyone who posted the day after Iron Pax week 1 and still left it out there. Team 1 will be back. — Crabgrass out.

  • RuckTrey

    5 of SOJ’s finest men gathered this morning for a predawn ruck through the Treyborhood. 2.7ish miles covered at a comfortable pace and even better conversation ranging from celebrations of the moon, trademark law, crimes, and the constitution of various elected leaders.

    ‘Twas a great morning with great men. Join us next Wednesday at the stop sign.

  • Muddy Dash 2026….F3 invasion

    It was mentioned a few times that a few of us would be taking a trip to Virginia Motorsports Park for Muddy Dash. It rained yes was it muddy gee look at the first part of the name. Overall 7 of us including Handshake’s significant other came out.

    it was a little shorter than anticipated at 2.4 miles but overall I give it a B for a grade. There are things they can improve on and I hope I get the chance to voice it. Next one, we need a bigger F3 presence I will say it is much better to go earlier(we went the 3rd wave about 810 am there was a 30-40 deep line when we left to get in so others can run it. Oh we got to meet Spinner welcome to RVA.

  • OTB Ruck – Sunday Park Heat Edition

    Three HIMs plus family members gathered at Sunday Park for an afternoon ruck that tested both our legs and our hydration plans. With temperatures pushing into the 90s and plenty of Virginia humidity, we set out from the Boathouse and covered roughly four miles through the shaded trails of Brandermill.

    . The real challenge came around mile two when YHC discovered that my kiddo had quietly emptied most of the water bladder through a combination of enthusiastic hydration and a hose left dangling. What began as a well-planned hydration strategy quickly became an exercise in resource management for the remainder of the ruck.

    Despite the heat, everyone finished strong and returned to the Boathouse tired, sweaty, and in good spirits. The shade helped, the company helped more, and no one melted despite conditions that suggested it was a possibility.

    Thanks to Warby and Scram for coming out and bringing the families.

  • OTB D-Day Ruck 8.2 for 82nd

    In honor of the 82 anniversary of D-Day, two hard core ruckers (@Sable and Rodeo Clown) launched on an 8.2 mile ruck at 6AM. With 50lb packs, we were off to a good pace and paused on Robious Landing at 6:30 (the time the invasion began) to pay our respects to those who paid the ultimate price that day, and those who made it through. Hat tip to Rodeo Clown’s brother in law’s father who jumped with the 101 Airborne that day. We also honored the 82 Airborne by rucking with both their unit standards (flags). We banked 4 miles in Robiou’s Landing park, then another 4.2 around Tarrington and its river front park. Got to love those hills in Tarrington. Ours was a walk in the park compared to those we honored, their loads were 100lbs+ and they were dodging flack and bullets. Had they not prevailed that day, the world might be very different and far less free today. Please take a moment to remember and honor them today. Let’s honor the past by how we live today.

  • 82nd

    Three ruckers departed Jack Browns at the stroke of 6:30 with the intention of covering 8.2 miles for the 82nd anniversary of D-Day. According to the dozen or so deer seen in the first four miles, there was a significant amount of hills and steep elevation as we repeatedly dropped down to the bottom and climbed out.

    We hit all the favorites:

    • Both forks in the snake’s tongue of Tempsford and Kennondale
    • Wilton, Paxton, and Amphill
    • West Hillcrest and the long grind up Charmian

    As we entered Windsor Farms, the ambiguous street signs on Sulgrave caused us to take a wrong turn at St Mere Eglise and tack on extra miles – coming a few doors down from Hitchhiker’s place.

    The sunset as we reached Dover and headed west was spectacular as we powered through the final miles. In all, we covered 8.9 miles or so.

    Moleskin: The bouncer at Jack Brown’s searched our rucks – as confusion in discovering cinder blocks gave way to respect that we had just finished almost 9 miles. Beer and burger has never tasted better!

  • How Did We Do That?

    Choo Choo and Beaver rallied for an OTB recovery ruck this gloom. It was nice to catch up and get some 1F & 2F under the sunrise!
    Choo Choos 300 post is his next post! Let’s go!

  • The Big Berry Ultra: Iron Sharpens Iron

    Boberry was ready and waiting as YHC pulled into the Pump House Parking Lot at 0331 hours. Yes that’s right 331 AM. Boberry has been wanting to get a 50k in the books for some time now, and this was the day to do it.

    The route was the detour around Maymont Park to the North Bank Trail, across the football bridge under the Robert E. Lee Bridge, with a loop around Belle Isle. Then take the Fire Trail to the Nickel Bridge, and back across to the parking lot.

    Three 8 mile ish loops. Then one final one reverso. YHC only did a couple miles out and back on the last one to get his first ever Ultra, and Boberry went on to complete the final loop for just over 31 miles for his first 50k.

    Glad I could be there to help push Boberry to his first 50k! And I was able to get a new PR for distance in the process!

    Iron Sharpens Iron!

  • Pre Game Warmups

    2 of New Kent’s mightiest HIM’s arrived extra early to take place in some Extra Credit activities! Commando covered just over 3 miles of heavy duty rucking while YHC completed 10k of running, we even finished up with enough time to join up walk and mumble chatter for a good 15 minutes before getting started with some hockey ball exercises down at The Lumberyard!