Tag: Sunday Funday

Seven two-legged runners and one four-legged puddle-jumper (as in, into the puddles he jumped) hit the trails in an ordinance-compliant manner – arms spread, helicopter-style, ensuring a 6 foot space on all sides. A lone rider defied the stay-inside order to take a giant ride around the city. 2 more ran together – eleven miles on the roads, change shoes, then eleven more on trails, in spite of a self-reported UTI or STD (ask Ollivander what burns). Weather sunny and 70.

TYA, who did not sign up to Q, suggested the PAX take South Bank to Forest Hill Loop to South Bank. 6.75 miles.

UpChuck: “You going to write this up as the Q, TYA?”

TYA: “No, I’m not the Q. I just told everyone what to do.”

Uh, huh.

Announcements:

1. Parker is an open-minded, multi-culturally sensitive male dog, who practices social distancing with the PAX, both for health and safety reasons (we see you, Sally and Cooper). Come back often, Parker, anytime.
2. Rubbing poison ivy on the outside of your throat will vaccinate against SARS-CoV2-19, apparently.

Good times at ET’s. The bed of TYAs truck makes for a perfect, socially distant perimeter.

Be safe, be well, and keep mentally strong.

7 two-legged steeds assembled in the late Gloom for a dawn-time launch. Temps were sunny and 70 with a touch of fog. Breaking all norms and traditions, the PAX launched at 06:59 a.m. (in order to remain 6+ feet ahead of the construction crew intent on flaunting the “small groups only” rules).

Routes were south bank, T. Pottersfield, and return on North Bank.

Group sized jumped to 8 when Hitchhiker, true to his name, joined up en route, having had the audacity to be ready to start at 07:00 a.m. Glad you could make it.

Along the way, the counter-clockwisers met Snuff, Hardywood, & Co. going clock-wise on their version of Dirt Church (Dirt Cemetery? Dirt Animal Farm?)…

Number-am-a, Name-a-ram-a, YHC took us out with a reminder to be patient as lots of folks are adjusting to the new ways of the world.

Announcements:

TYA turned 20,829 days old yesterday. Good to be alive, my brother. He also became, to YHC’s knowledge, the first F3RVA member to be ejected from ET’s. “You all can stay. But HE (pointing at TYA) has to go.” ‘Bout time.

Also, did you know that at the beginning of WWII, the FBI spent 3 years sitting in front of a house in Pennsylvania? Why did they do that? This, and other bizarre trivia came not from YHC, but from an unexpected and unsolicited visitor in front of ETs (who alleged himself to be a nurse). Moral: Ask for Flatline when you check into the hospital.

Mostly men, a couple of dogs, and a TYA set off to run trails this fine day. Some early and some at the prescribed time. Various distances were covered, the standard PAX logged about 7 miles going South to North with a little Belle Isle excursion. Faceplant arriving a little late went North to South. Others went unknown directions. YHC took it upon himself to include the early launchers in this backblast. If they’d like to report anything special about their run, they can call the Thursday morning hotline. It was super, Helix led the way.

Three harriers plus one four legged mutt naked Parker met at the usual spot for Sunday Funday. The crew headed out on the north bank towards Belle Isle, did a lap around the island then headed back on the south bank over the nickel bridge and back to the parking lot. All in all we did about 7.4 miles. It was a good run. Numbers and names. EF took us out.

I lost. I did not want to be the Q this morning, because I had a totally selfish agenda but Shakes guilted me into it. Official route was forest hill loop, that Helix and Pavarotti completed, followed by extra credit full monty loop for Shakedown and I. We passed Ollivander on his second loop, and got word that Offshore was wandering around solo as well. The trails were muddy in spots, but RVA Trail report gave the thumb’s up and the trails were shock full of runners. We past a few feet from a herd of deer that did not give a f***.

We may have left early. If so, that was the fault of Shakedown as he had the Q at the time.

Lab Rat apologizes…

4 warriors of the soggy gloom showed up for some Sunday fun. 3 PAX with 2 legs and 1 with 4 legs. After some debate and Shakedown’s approval, it was decided to hit the trails despite a few puddles in the parking lot. Excellent time had by all. Covered about 6.8 miles today through beautiful trails, crossing the James twice today. Excellent conversations today. Topics included Cub Scouts, dad jokes, how to hide your money, surgery/health issues, and customer service.

Numberama, Nameorama

COT

YHC forgot this part of the F3 routine so here it is: Great to share time and be a part of this awesome group. Prayers for health of the PAX and their families and strength to keep pushing to have a positive impact in our communities.

NMS

It was great to enjoy a new part of RVA. Excellent to get to know some of the PAX a little better. Experiencing nature is helpful in reminding YHC that there is a lot to be thankful for.

Three two-leggers and one four-legger broke free from the pull of the fartsack for a jaunt on the access road and around Belle Isle.

Sorry to report that Shakedown hurt his shoulder rock climbing – YHC hopes that he found relief from the pain.

Sally set PRs for: 1) shortest time across the bridge and 2) muddiest after a trail run. She ruined a beach towel when YHC dried her off. Perhaps we needed one more puddle to clean off with.

All the best to the PAX and 2.0s as they get back into the work/life/school groove.

Six men of F3RVA took to the trails and roads this morning. YHC was joined by Faceplant, Helix, and our out of town former RVA resident Abacus. We ran the standard loop south to north. TYA ran that and then some. Saab ran an indeterminate amount but I’m sure it was a lot. Great conversation and fellowship in our four man crew. Good to see Abacus.

Three studs and a studlier 3.0 took to the trails. Standard loop starting south over the bridge down the Buttermilk to Belle Isle. Quick trip round the outside, over the bridge and back on Northbank. Sevenish miles were completed. Busy, but beautiful morning on the trails.

The PAX crossed the bridge, took the access road to Belle Isle, looped around, and returned. The parking lot was empty at the start, but pretty full upon return. The PAX encountered about a half dozen dogs off leash on the return trip past Reedy Creek – they all greeted each other good morning using their best K9 manners.

Topics of discussion included Christmas gift shopping, tales of adventures from past lives, and home improvement projects.

Shakedown is suffering from shin splints after impressive performances at the CSAUP and Bear Creek. YHC hopes he can rebound to resume Bel Monte training soon.