- AO: Back Blasts, Table Setter
PAX: Mee Mee (Kotters), Nipple Shot, Suitcase (Respect), Big Mic, Pineapple, Doogie (Respect), Gertrude (Respect), Life Alert, Plunger, Winnie the Pooh, Jangle Leg, Ramses, Madoff, Boss Tweed (Respect Respect), Aflac, Bayliner, Pocahantes, Lassie, Okinawa (Kotters), Blue Cross, Reef Donkey, Deebo, Crabby Englishman, Flip Ova, Steamer, Dipper, FNG Ryan Kelly “Bed Sore”, Duck Butter
As Lassie would say, “Today was glorious.” The weather was beautiful. Clear, cool but not cold. And NO WIND. I hate it when the wind messes up my hair. Slack, Twitter, text messages, and carrier pigeons were all a flutter yesterday afternoon with F3 buzz. HCs came flying in by the bushel basket, most of them honored, some not….cough *MyT* cough.
The turn into the Sanitary parking lot almost needed a traffic cop from 0520-0530. White Z71s as far as the eye could see. Dude after dude piled up for the Table Setter. Oki lived up to his HC, as did the Dipper and Mee Mee. Some of YHC’s Fat Pax brethren showed up to support Ole Duck Butter. And we even had an FNG.
A welcome and disclaimer were given, but there is no shot it was heard over Bayliner and Madoff talking about futures and what the market would do today, Flip complaining about something, or Mee Mee finally admitting that Coach K is a cheater, that basketball players actually take their classes at NC Central, and that Grayson Allen will ultimately be an assistant coach at Dook next year.
The PAX were instructed to find groups of three and that the word for the day would be impact. This is about the time folks started listening. And we were off on the mosey to meet up with Immigrant and the Band of Brothers men in the Captain Bill’s parking lot for
Warmarama
Cotton Pickers IC x 15 (Immigrant)
SSHs IC x25 (DB)
Imperial Walkers IC x20 (Immigrant)
In honor Oki’s presence…Monkey Humpers IC x20 (Okinawa)…His hip flexion has not waned over his truancy from posting
Sun Gods IC x20 (Immigrant)
Windmills IC x20 (DB)….some concerns over windmill pace from Nippleshot insued.
And with that we left our rubber stretching warriors and headed to Evans St for
The Thang
In groups of three we ran one block to 8th St, on each subsequent run a different member of the group set the pace for the length. Once there each man in the group rotated through the following three exercises
10 Hand Release Merkins
10 Kick Outs
10 WW1 Sit-Ups
We ran two blocks to 10th St and completed
20 Diamond Merkins
20 Lunges
20 American Hammers
We ran three blocks to 13th St and completed
30 Double Wide Merkins
30 180 Jump Turns
30 Low Slow Flutter Kicks
We ran four blocks to 17th St and completed
40 Merkins
40 Wojo Jump Squats
40 LBCs
We ran three blocks to 14th St and completed
30 Double Wide Merkins
30 180 Jump Turns
30 Low Slow Flutter Kicks
We ran two blocks to 12th St and completed
20 Diamond Merkins
20 Kick Outs (yes, Flip I messed up)
20 American Hammers
We ran one block to 11th St and completed
10 Hand Release Merkins
10 Lunges
10 WW1 Sit-Ups
Since YHC had gotten an HC from The Dipper last night there was no doubt that an Indian Run needed to take place. But this one was going to be different. Again the word for the day was impact. Understand, that splitting into two groups would’ve allowed for a faster, more challenging Indian run for some. But YHCs goal was to keep the entire group together. If we couldn’t keep the line tight we failed. The PAX had a 24 man Indian run rolling from 11th St. all the way back to the Old Ice House on 6th St. Jang, can we petition for a new name? The Ordinary? Really? We then circled back to pick up the 6 with all 28 men rolling into the Sanitary Parking lot at 0615. Hard Stop.
480 total reps. 2.2 miles on the hoof.
Welcome
PAX welcomed Ryan Kelly into the COT upon completion of Namearama. Madoff threw out the obligatory “Wrong Hole” and Lassie pined for Mr Dob Bobalina. But since Mr Kelly runs an assisted living joint, it came down to Hal from Happy Gilmore or Bed Sores. Bed Sores passes the parking lot test. So welcome Bed Sores. F3 never gets easier, you just get stronger.
Candor
YHC’s personal AAR for the workout. Thank you all for the input. I know that an invitation to open criticism right after finishing is kind of awkward. I get it. Feel free to text, call, or message your opinions. Hopefully, others will join into this two way communication as we move forward.
Annoucments
Early voting is again open this week. Lassie will gladly drive you to your voting place.
Madoff has the QAR tomorrow.
Reef has the Anchor B.
Hilary will be at the Dreadnought.
Twitty q’s the Clam Digger.
Down at the Boonedocks will be Maytag.
Quietly both Ron Burgundy and Monkey Wrench are singing in their best Billy Joe Royal voice right now.
Prayer Concerns
Asher Wilson—18 month old son of Life Alert has been having seizures pretty regularly for 5 weeks.
David Hesmer—Friend of Shroom and Lassie battling cancer
Boss Tweed—Recovering from some broken ribs
Ram took the PAX out in the ball of man. His words are as eloquent as they are comforting.
Sidebar
Impact. The word for the day. I certainly appreciate and am forever humbled by those that have ever shared kind words of how I have impacted them. But, I’d rather share about those that have impacted me.
It starts with Steamer. We may bitch at one another like an old married couple, but we’ve both earned that right. We both have an innate ability to see right through the other’s bull-hockey, and 99% of the time call each other out on it. In front of people even. At church sometimes. Maybe while one of us is getting married. Last week, I gave him a rationing of crap for q’ing 7 times to sign a plank. And then he put me in my place. He didn’t q that many times to sign a plank, he did it for accountability. Accountability to himself and accountability to me and you. Stung a little, but words, specifically true words do sometimes. So, in an homage to the man that got me out of a deep, dark part of my life, I tried to keep his theme of accountability in mind. My theme for my single workout was to create an impact. Especially because it was a Monday. At The Table Setter. A workout that was established to get us physically, mentally, emotionally, and spiritually revamped for the week that lie ahead.
Crabby’s HC was a significant impact for YHC. The guy just finished a custom tough a day ago. His blisters have blisters. His crotch is probably still coated in half an inch of Desitin. If that guy can and will post, then what excuse do the rest of us have. I didn’t even ask him. I just slacked that he was HC, probably news to him even. My granddaddy taught me a long time ago to never let the truth get in the way of a good story. The cat didn’t bat an eye. I saw him at church, picking up our 2.0s from youth group, and his exact words were I finally get F3. Yes Crabby, the fact that you would post after a monumental ass kicking, directly impacted other guys to post. That is F3. That is impact.
Next come Suitcase and Life Alert fresh off the Myrtle Beach Tough. A tough that I was unable to attend and fought through some FOMO watching on Facebook. If those guys can post, what excuse can be had. Again, not a whole lot wrangling had to take place. You guys impacted me to make sure we had a workout that was both challenging and could be completed. You probably also guilted some guys into posting that wanted to sleep in, except Shroom.
On Slack for the last few days, I have been creating goals for numbers of dudes posting. We’ve been throwing the numbers 50 and 60 around quite a bit. So on slack the goal of 50 got the ball rolling. HCs came flying in for every workout in Carterico. But there was still one cat missing.
The Dipper. My exact text exchange was, I’m q’ing the table setter. Get off your ass and get there. And I may or may not have attacked him via several tweets with #willdipperpost. No pressure. His retort wasn’t exactly poetic, but it was direct and completely vulgar. Followed by HC. Getting this guy back was my last goal for the Monday. You can say whatever you want, he’s heard it all. But, and this is a big but, the guy has juice. He brings a joy de vie to everything he does, with a heavy dose of smack talking. You can’t truly get the fellowship of an F3 workout without him. I’ve got to stop at this point or he won’t be able to get his head inside his car, and it may mess up his golf swing.
Which brings me to the power of the HC. Hard commit. We all have times when we are dragging. When we look ahead at the weather. When we q shop. But the greatest motivator is always the HC. When you guys HC for a workout, there are lots of dudes, myself included, that are directly impacted. So, when you say it, mean it, and be accountable to it. And more importantly, when you know you’re going HC. You very well may impact someone else to show up from those two simple letters. Perfect example came from Okinawa yesterday. His HC was a game changer for a lot of dudes. He’s an OG. Yeah he’s been AWOL a while, but he’s been paying attention. Oki’s HC made an impact.
My thanks for allowing me to share the morning with you.
Duck Butter
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