Tag: Sunday Funday

Nice chat at ETs post run…

Saab abides

Eight PAX members from around the Richmond Metro Region and New Jersey gathered at the Pump House trail head on the Sunday morning for another edition of Sunday Funday. Somebody called the Buttermilk to Northbank route, so off they went. Sippy Cup and Marv left the PAX for additional miles in what is presumed to be Forest Hill Park. The rest continued backed to the VSF for about 6.7 miles.

COT: Numberarama, Name-O-Rama, Announcements, The Carpenter took us out.

NMS:

It was great having The Carpenter join us on this Sunday Funday run. Please visit anytime. This was 2 straight days that YHC had had the privilege to work out with him. Have a safe trip back to New Jersey. Hope to see you soon.

YHC was talking to Offshore and Swiper along the Northbank trail about what inspires him while exercising. More than 20 years ago, YHC was at the beach with his young son. YHC then observed an older man who he assumed was a grandfather body surfing with a boy who appeared to be about 10 years of age. That man never new that YHC was looking at him but has been an inspiration to this day. At that point, I realized that I am not working out for today but 20 years from now. If God allows, I want to be physically fit enough to be able to be active with my future grandchildren.

7 of the 8 PAX members were calling out respect today. Well done dudes!

Gotta Run!

Phonics

South to North routes…varying distances

Saab abides

5 men of purpose stepped forth to enjoy a romp around the river. Conditions remained 70 and sunny. According to the woman who runs with her dog and rarely says hello, the following might have happened.

YHC and Walter did a North Bank out and back. 2 miles. 30 pound ruck for the beast man and no extra weight for the four-legged beast.

Four others did about 7.

One guy biked about 40, maybe 50. But, he did so really fast.

YHC returned solo, so number, name, quick drink of water for Walter, and Walter said it was time to go.

ETs followed. YHC thanks those who posted. F3RVA has some exceptional men, and ETs is always a good time.

Three dudes gathered at the Pump House for another edition of Sunday Funday. For the route, we crossed the bridge then made our way along the soutside before crossing to return along the North Bank. Saab broke away at Brown’s Island and ran up the Memorial Hill before returning along the roads. Helix and YHC put in 7.1 miles.

Along the way, we ran into Boberry who is training for a 50K. There was also a deer on the trail that startled YHC as the deer and a companion took off down the hill.

Gotta Run!

Phonics

Five sleep deprived dudes, all getting respect, arrived in the dark for another episode of Sunday Funday. Sippy originally led the way was we we crossed the bridge then ran along the south before returning on the north.

COT: Numberarama, Name-O-Rama, Announcements, Sippy Cup took us out.

NMS:

It was great making it out to Sunday Funday this morning. YHC ran most of the way with Helix, and we were able to catch up on what our families are doing as well as other topics.

During the COT, Sippy Cup started a discussion about the time change. We then started a discussion about when it should be and if it was necessary. British Columbia is springing forward and not going back. Spain has it but springs forward in April. Some cons of spring forward include: messes with our circadian rhythm leading to an increase of strokes, increases in obesity, and car accidents. Pros: Maybe saving electricity cost and possible economic benefits with people staying out longer. It is also nice in March to have more daylight after work. Will we keep changing or will our politicians choose standard or daylight savings. Stay tuned.

Announcements: There are several in the F3RVA community who need thought and prayers. Say a prayer for them today.

Gotta Run!

Phonics

It was 18 with 5″ of snow on the ground and sleeting, but the “feels like” was 70 and sunny. PAX hit the Northbank, straight across Belle Ilse to Buttermilk and back. Virgin snow on Northbank. PAX passed one surprised runner on the Belle Ilse footbridge. PAX traced his footprints on the Buttermilk, and presumably he traced ours on Northbank.

Mumblechatter was sparse because YHC couldn’t hear through all the layers and well, it was “tough sledding”. But the mumblechatter was solid (e.g., connections to Sippy’s M’s previous job). YHC looks forward to reminiscing over this run with Sippy!

YHC rolled into ETs at 9:25. The other PAX must have headed home already, but they left some of Saturday’s (maybe last Saturday’s?) muffins behind.

On the way home, YHC moved to the deep powder on the side of Patterson to allow a car to use the tire tracks. A driver rolled down the window to reveal a woman in a short-sleeved shirt who yelled, “You’re not supposed to….” YHC spent the rest of the run home trying to imagine what in the world could be the end to that sentence!

Other PAX can stop reading now. The rest are YHC’s notes on packing/planning/etc..

Offshore’s packing/clothing list:

Feet: Polyester socks, standard-issue Offshore Walmart tube socks, Target grocery bags (@TYA), trail running shoes, microspikes.

Bottoms: wool/polyester longjohns, sweatpants

Tops: Mudgear shortsleeve, Mudgear longsleeve, tech sweatshirt (overkill – leave it home next time), ski jacket.

Hands: Running gloves, ski mittens.

Head: Face shield, bike classes (a casualty of the run :(), winter hat, ski jacket hood.

Packed: CamelPak (inside the ski jacket). Fanny pack, also under the ski jacket, with longjohn shirt, sweatpants, gaiter, wool socks, handkerchief. Spare hat, medium-weight gloves in coat pockets. Bag of Albanese gummy bears (@Shakedown), bag of peanut-butter pretzels in sweatpants pockets. Cell phone, ID, health insurance card, credit card, VCU ID, cash, house key.

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None of us really knows how many guys showed up to do the “come as you are when you are ready” event that is Sunday Funday. According to local legend passed among the campers in the park, 2 started at 6:15, 4 started at 7, one or two started at 9, and someone went biking. For all involved, temperatures remained constant at 70 and sunny.

The 7 a.m. launch included a near millionaire, and near billionaire, a guy with a fever, a guy with 50 direct reports, and 150 bikers. Route: Bridge, dog poop, Buttermilk, Belle Isle (top loop), North Bank (note the Oxford comma), and BTT (watch out for the super fast mountain bikers!!) VSF.

7-ish miles.

NMS: Tons discussed…Kristi Noem’s sweet heart, no-bid $150MM contract to friends, worshiping dead racists, waterfront preservation work, stains magically appearing on a very specific part of your shorts, Jamaicans being detained by ICE at 2:30 a.m. in the hospital (ok, that one involved an old lady tripping on morphine). But, never a dull moment.

Race results: Confusion reigned on the podium. UpChuck DQ’d for taking the hiker route, but managed to slide past Shakes / Offshore on the home stretch courtesy of a well-timed rendezvous with a friend of Shakes’ (note the apostrophe) on the trails. Somehow, slowest guy crossed the finish line first. Definitely not pretty…we’ll call it a draw.

Announcements:

Kubota has the Q at First Watch, the AO with the best mumblechatter in all of F3-dom on Wednesday. That kicks off Seazn of Giving. Then, K-man has the Q for The Bridge on December 27. Clown cars forming now.

Couple of races coming up…Snowy Owl in early January, and Bel Monte in March. LG!

5 guys split into 3 and 2 for a Sunday Funday loop fest. Temperatures were 70 and sunny. According to the lady showing her hip high hornet stings (true story), the following might have happened.

3 ran a loop. YHC didn’t Q this, and he has no idea what happened.

2 rucked a different loop. YHC didn’t Q this either, but is sure it happened. North through the park to Floyd, then right, then on Arthur Ashe Blvd. Then, we looped the lakes, and BTTVSF.

Numbers, names, and off to coffeeteria for an hour-long circle of trust.

Announcements: None

NMS: Hornets are out on the trails, apparently. This includes last weekend, apparently. It’s not every Sunday that a fellow runner lifts up her shorts to show off hornet stings on the top of her hips. But, my friends, it happened. F3 can be prone to some crazy hyperbole, but this brings weird to a new level of odd. Oh, and, in case once wasn’t enough, she did it again.