Four lords of the gloom rucked a few miles through neighborhood discussing a variety of topics, one of which being the blatant corruption of our legal system. A resultant revelation may be that YHC’s obstinate participation in hanging a jury on a murder trial some years back may have resulted in YHC being black listed from ever again being drafted for jury duty – we’ll call that a win. Coffeerama after was awesome. Please join us in prayer for brother Doublemint who found out this morning of his Uncle Jim’s passing. And Happy Thanksgiving to all! Yours, DTH

Six ruck-humpin gloom lovers launched into Laurus following the Q who used the North Star (AKA, Sable) to navigate the pathless venture through mountains of leaves, eventually finding the tunnel and mountain bike trial up and around to Stony Point. En route Little John challenged all bridge passers and the bottle of murky grog was offered to inspire the spirit of deep thoughts. It was awesome having Brickhouse join us, and excellent Einsteinorama followed with discussion wrapping up Live Right via Correction & Targeting. Sable especially enjoyed this immersive experience. Until next time, Yours AYE! ~DTH

Five gloom sherpas posted to Ruckhenge for their weekly trek up the Everest of Life. With a massively devilish grin, YHC brought out a few “presents” for our lucky PAX, two 40# bags of rocks (GTE Team Weights) and a 60# sandbag. See what happens when nobody signs up to Q?!? Sharing the coupon love, the PAX took off for a big lap around the area, returned to the flag and dropped coupons to do a speed ruck lap, then returned for a Triple Check: all PAX wearing their rucks, one pair takes the sand bag for a walk while…

6 gloom rucker HIM’s conquered the trails of Larus Park under the glow of a Hunters Full Supermoon, periodically stopping for 9 reps of various exercises. Mumble chatter was excellent as always and the PAX were joined by Broke Clown to plumb the deep truths of Prayer (Q1.10) & Study (Q1.11). Yours AYE! ~DTH

6 HIMs who were not water soluble, gathered in the gloom to conquer 3 miles of rucking throughout Larus Park with an extra jaunt out to Stony Point Mall. In spite of the mud and rain, no man was left behind and no man slipped in the mud. We ended on time with some stretching that may have been mistaken for a rain dance, then closed with our COT. The mumble chatter on the trail was a great prologue to our coffeeteria Q-Source discussion. We bantered about the finer points of the Jester and the M. Turns out we all…