Possibly the latest alternate beat down start time in F3 Northshore history, 7:30 brought a convergence of 2 stoic idiots who passed up what could reasonably be called the one weekday in several years that could legitimately be considered fully allowable to fartsack life. And so we two took off in an attempt to stick to the traditional route, but thwarted by standing water, small fallen branches, and cars venturing here and there, we ambled a seemingly aimless route that returned us safely to the starting point after 3.5 miles. Coffeteria and breakfast followed at Waffle House. A not-quite-Kafkaesque Scramble, in the books!
Fitness. Fellowship. Faith.
