14 of SOJ’s finest came out to see what was so spooky in the graveyard of New Market. There have been many FNG’s that have graced us with their presence. Some have only come out once or twice while others were OG’s that helped build the foundation for F3 RVA. We miss them all and hope that they find there way back soon. There was much anticipation for how this was going down. Here is what I made up on the fly. Run through the hood and stop at every former F3 members home and perform what was remembered or…

YHC decided to ditch his usual Twin Team haunt for the friendly confines of Satan’s Hill. A rowdy crew joined YHC for a little fun this morning. It was great to work out with some old and new faces today. Warm-a-Rama: It was a jogging warm up today. We ran, we Ukranian soldiered, we quad stretched, we downward dogged, we dead man hanged, we ran. We ended up at the bottom of the hill. Thang 1: The Grinder A series of exercises each in 4-minute blocks. Each member of the PAX does reps of called exercise and then runs up…

What a fine morning upon the PAX of 10 today. Weather was perfect, beatdown was solid, but majority of the PAX needed to brush their teeth after chewing fart air up every time up the hill. You know who it was. Started off with a slow mosey to the stop sign and back to pick up a coupon on choice. Mission statement and core values. Cherry pickers, Don Quixote, walkdown merkins, LBC, flutterkicks. The THANG. SSH – 50 count in cadence, run to the top of hill and back Alabama Prom Dates – 50 count in cadence, run to the…

On a perfect fall morning, 7 HIMs showed up to Satan’s Hill thankful the IPC has come to an end. Kudos to all that participated and made themselves that much stronger and better. The PAX was welcomed today with a wooden block dice that would control our destiny, and man was there a lot of luck on our side; unlike the luck of Nancy Lopez’s Guardians and YHC’s Red Sox whose dreams of a World Series came to an end. Here is how it went down: Warm up: Mosey to the end of the parking lot and back to the…

YHC’s beloved Cleveland Guardians started September 11 1/2 games back of Detroit in the central. We are tied while holding the tiebreaker heading into the weekend. It seems like cause to celebrate with a workout. No team has ever erased a double digit lead in September to win the division. With that said a threes company of PAX dusted off the fartsack ready to end the week right. Quick mosey around the lot. COP- 20 each SSH, LBC; Willy Mays Hayes, 10 Each, Jim Duggan’s,  Jazzercise, Helicopters, Imperials Walkers, , Copper head squat, Cherry pickers, Merkins, Dollies, Flutters.  COP: Run…

The Village next door was quiet—until 7 HIMs laced up and ran it awake. We circled up, knocked out a light jog and stretch, and then went straight to work. The Thang: Run through the wood to the village to get the blood moving. Merkin Madness – regular, wides, and diamonds. Core Crusher – freddies, hammers, leg lifts, flutters. HIMs groaned, but we kept the rhythm. Another Run into the Shoulder Tear Series – arm lifts, low lifts, apple pickers. Run + Baby Satan Hill – sprints that left no man questioning why the hill got its name over at the village. More mountain climbers and side-straddle hops, sprinkled with…

As I watched Tua hand the game to Buffalo, I pondered what today’s beatdown should be. Help Matlock run 8 miles? Break out the cornhole boards? YHC landed somewhere in-between…however waking up and recovering from yesterday’s IPC, my quads were feeling the pain. Too bad, the show must go on! 12 HIMs began to mosey, then Hermey showed up in a SmartCar and we took off for an indian run to a cul-de-sac hidden in darkness so we could admire the stars. Quick count showed 12 HIMs made it, so Nancy and Mudslide launched a Saving Private Hermey rescue mission…