YHC woke up at 0400 this morning and jumped out of the fartsack ready to attack the day, enthusiasm bursting through at every seam. You might think my heart sank when I looked out the window saw the sleet and felt the cold…but you’d be wrong. Because YHC knew that the men of Western Carterico would be there anyway. Sure, there are bound to be some “accidental” alarm problems that happen to coincide with the coldest most miserable day of the year thus far, but, YHC knew he wouldn’t be alone. Even so, YHC didn’t want to change the plan so carefully crafted on the magic winkey and knew that would mean all Pax would be exposed to the elements. Thus, YHC put out the notice at 04:46 that all HC’s were released from their obligations should they choose the fartsack. My conscience cleared and satisfied, I hopped in the car to head to the AO.
Out of the gloom 11 other hearty souls appeared, undaunted by the snow, sleet, ice, rain, and cold. YHC counted down to hard start as Couch Potato pulled in to the lot. After a mission statement and disclaimer, YHC announced the plan for the day. YHC’s goal was to recreate the feeling I had on my first day of F3 one year ago. (Thank you Cooter for inviting me. I am forever in your debt) YHC wanted to bring back all of the confusion, trepidation, and uncertainty we all felt when we were new to F3. So the Pax were told that YHC would endeavor to use 100% new exercises never before seen in the West!
We started with a short mosey. It was immediately pointed out that we had done that exercise before. Ok, good point, so everything except the moseys would be new.
Once we reached the alternate parking lot we moved from corner to corner for WARMARAMA which consisted of:
- Randy’s IC x 10
- Hairy Rockettes IC x 20
- Hilbilly Rockettes IC x 20
- Crab Jacks IC x 20
We moseyed carefully across HWY 24 to Enterprise Ave between Lowes and, well, the other Lowes. The Pax were lined up single file from the fastest runner to the slowest. YHC clearly and succinctly explained the rules of a Scout Run and all assembled indicated they understood by saying “AYE”. We then proceeded to do the Scout Run completely wrong. So, at the other end of Enterprise, the Pax were once again lined up fastest to slowest and YHC reexplained a Scout Run using smaller words and speaking more slowly. Everyone got it on the second explanation. We then proceeded to completely screw it up again. Time to chalk that one up to experience and move on to THANG 1.
We moseyed into the Lowes hardware parking lot and stopped at the end of the first row. YHC explained the “Parking Lot of Pain” to the Pax. We would be doing an exercise at the South end of each row, fast mosey to the North end where we would complete a different exercise. Repeato all the way to the East end of the lot doing the same thing on each of the 10 rows. The North end exercise was 5 side groiners and the South end exercise was 5 plank tuck jumps giving us a total of 100 reps. After what YHC thought were crystal clear instructions, Catfight asked a great question (YHC reacted rather poorly and an immediate apology was necessary and appropriate) It was then that YHC realized I am apparently terrible at explaining things. Ironic given my chosen profession….
After the parking lot of pain was complete, we moseyed back to the CCBC pavilion of pain for some more new exercises and THANG 2 which consisted of:
- Buttercups IC x 20
- Wall Sit Toe Raises IC x 20
- Deep Sea Divers IC x 10
- Leg lift Pike IC x 10
- Leg Curls IC x 10
- Triceps Push outs IC x 10
- Elevated glute bridge IC x 10
- Single leg glute bridges IC x 10 each leg
- T-Bombs IC x 20
After a Hard Stop was called, YHC realized we owed some burpees for those that HC’d but didn’t show so we completed some extra credit quickly and without any complaints whatsoever.
Announcements: May 11th expansion to Jacksonville – get interested parties to email F3lejeune@gmail.com. Prayer requests: Laettner’s M and family, Griswold’s step brother and family. YHC took the group out in prayer.
MOLESKIN:
If I had to choose a word to describe my experience today it would be “humbled”. I am humbled by the fact that I get to spend the first 45 minutes of my day with people who mourn with me when I am sad and laugh with me when I am happy. I had forgotten what it was like to feel joyful around other men, to have that feeling of lightheartedness among friends, to feel like a kid again. Like so many others I didn’t know what the problem was until I found the solution in F3. I am humbled by the fact that each of you choose to come out and support me today even though none of us, if we were in our right mind, would otherwise go outside and roll around in freezing cold puddles. You knew today was special and important to me and because of that, it was important to each of you as well. Important enough to do something completely stupid and utterly pointless with me. Now that’s what I call friendship
– I am humbled.
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