4 regulars posted for a slightly wet Sunday morning. Saab opted for the roads, the rest of the crew hit the access road and did and out and back to Belle Isle. A couple of hours at Elwood post workout.
No swim today. 300,000 gallons of raw sewage seemed to impact the desirability or a dip in the river. Question is how long will it take for the river to be safe again. Only time will tell.
Eat lots of Calamari.
TYA OUT
7 studs posted for a run on a perfect July morning in RVA. Route was North to South, stop at the swimming hole for a dip in the river.
Great morning for a run. Nip/Tuck from F3 New Orleans was in town for a couple days doing some college touring with his sons. Perfect morning to get up and hang with the F3 boys for a trail run and swim. When we got into the water, he thought we were going to cross the river on the water. Not the plan, but a great idea. We will have to do that one of these days!!!
TYA OUT
8 studs posted for a sunday fun run.. Route was north to south, with swim at the end. Fun had by all.
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6 studs emerged from the fart sack for a glorious sunday morning. Weather was 70 ad sunny. Route was Buttermilk to T. Pottersfield to Northbank to Texas Beach. Stop at Foushee’s Mill for a quick swim, back to the pump house parking lot for a finish.
NMM
Great to run and chat with Shakedown this morning. YHC had nothing in the tank at the beginning of the run and things did not get better as I went along. The summer heat and humidity kills me. Despite my constant attempts to modify things, it still kicks my ass. Sometimes I wonder why I bother getting out and having a shitty run. In the end, I guess I would much rather do something and fail at it than not to try again with a new approach. Could be I am supposed to learn a different message, but I still can’t see what it is (if you see it and want to share it with my, I am open). I will be back at it next week, hoping for less heat and humidity, but showing up regardless and trying my best.
Saab and Helix were the leaders of the pack this morning, but thought they were chasing us down. They were perplexed when they got to Foushee’s Mill and didn’t see us. Even more confused when they got back to the parking lot and had to wait for us for 20 minutes. What they didn’t realize is that they were ahead of us since just past Oregon Hill.
TYA OUT
Seven trail runners declared their independence from the tyranny of a centralized egomaniacal monarch, set their own courses, and tackled today’s edition of Sunday Funday. Conditions were genuinely 70 and sunny. According to
Routes were South then North. Some, perhaps energized by the late start (7:01 a.m.) set off fast and crushed it. Some did the normal amount. Some maybe a bit less. All celebrated their freedom to establish and achieve their own goals. YHC believes that distances ranged from 6+ to 8+. You vs. you.
Numbers, names, YHC took us out.
Announcements:
Hitchhiker House Party, July 17. 5:30 pm until dawn.
NMS:
Welcome Chris. Cool dude. Ultra man.
Trail chatter today was about false prophets and hypocrites who tell lies.
Eight studs posted on a steamy Sunday morning for a trail run. Route was Northbankt trail to Tredegar, Tredegar to Mayo bridge, flood wall to buttermilk, buttermilk to access road and bsck across the nickel bridge. 8 mile in total, despite what some of the Pax thought. We took a swim in the river on the way back just before the nickel bridge. Water was glorious. I was drier after getting out of the water that before I went in. Saab donned his speedo.
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9 studs and a couple of pooches ran off in groups of 2 or 3 (and maybe 1 or 4) for today’s rendition of Sunday Funday. Conditions were 70 and sunny with some exceptionally attractive mud puddles. According to the mountain biker unfamiliar with the trail rules, here’s more or less what happened:
North Bank (everyone) to a bridge. Some T-Pot, some Belle Isle. Once some were on Belle Isle, some did the loop, some did not. For the T-Pot bunch, some did Forest Hill, perhaps the full loop or perhaps the lake loop, and everyone made it back to the flag. Distances ranged from 6+ to 10+. All in all, the perfect way for each man to spend a Sunday morning running to the beat of his own drummer.
Virtual names, numbers, etc. That’s how we roll on Sunday Funday.
NMS:
Close to the busiest that YHC has ever seen the trails (excluding race days). Tons of runners, lots of friendly k-9s, and a few bikers. Faceplant’s dog rocked it today. Trotted along safely behind the runners, and then found his own bliss in the mud and water. Happier than a pig in slop at the end. Pictures of Faceplant’s vehicle interior are forthcoming.
Welcome FNG Wes, whose name is subject to some pondering. Considerations are Compass, Rock Doc, Flipper (taken), and Tear Down.
Olivander is raising a Friends and Family round of funding for a start-up rural ambulance service. ROIs look promising.
ETs was excellent. Thank you all for joining me.
UpChuck spits the bit.
The traffic on the trails is picking up. Gomer and Saab hit the roads at blazing speeds. Helix and YHC went Buttermilk to TPot to Northbank, picking up Sippy and K9 Penny there. The PAX reconvened at the parking lot. YHC bets Penny will fit right in with Peeta, Sally, Parker, and the other F3 K9s.
The mayor is still missing – the PAX hopes TYA’s heals quickly.
Six PAX with a collective 16 legs took to the trails. The route was Buttermilk to Belle Isle, around the east end, to Northbank. At about the new Northbank connector, YHC and Sippy paused and noted we hadn’t seen Anthrax and FNG Mike for a bit. We wondered if they had taken the “hikers” trail when we took the “bikers” switchback and they might be ahead of us. We turned back and didn’t find them, then turned around and headed to the parking lot. Cars were still there, but no PAX. After backtracking again, we still didn’t find them, then returned to the parking lot to find the cars gone. They had returned via Texas Beach!
It was great to chat with Sippy this morning about various and sundry topics. Otherwise it was a quiet day on the trails – YHC hopes everyone is saving up for the convergence at Belle Isle tomorrow.
Quiet day on the trails, even though it was 70 and sunny. PAX went Northbank to T Pot to Buttermilk. Helix went unseen from the stairs to the parking lot. Hikers on the trail were sharing a legend, passed on to TYA and YHC, that he jumped over a copperhead at the trail head. A wet substance fell from the sky that the PAX did not recognize – perhaps it could be useful.
All PAX reconvened at ET’s to trade recipes and share stories of child rearing.