F3 New Orleans

Author: Nine Lives

  • Four play Fore

    There were no holes-in-one, but this is two backblasts-in-one…

    FIRST: Typical turnout at Wolfpack Mountain with a sub-krewe of ruckers showing up for their training. Those compact packs easily outweigh a fully stocked golf bag. Serious respect.

    Quick warm-up with SSH, mountain climbers, grass grabbers, and then mosey to WPM. YHC intended for all the golf participants to captain a team in order to earn mulligans during the tournament later that morning. Alas, only FracSac and yours truly emerged so we divided in half.

    Bulk of the workout was ascending WPM with stops every level for 5 burpees, 10 merkins, and 20 air squats. Team FracSac prevailed and we regathered at the top for a round of Mary. Walking lounges across the top level, down the stairs to the benches for dips, and hustle back to the flag. Plank to failure rounded things out.

    SECOND: Four of us played golf. It was a blast.

    These guys played golf.
    (l-r: Babyface, FracSac, Quiche, Nine Lives)

    Although turnout was lighter than expected, we still managed to have a great time. Quiche had to peel off shortly after the turn, I had to bail on 16 (s-l-o-w), but by all reports Babyface and FracSac finished out the 18 and crowned themselves inaugural co-champions.

    Despite the low numbers, we learned a lot about the timing and format so be on the lookout for future golf details. We’re thinking next time will be in the late fall in City Park on a Saturday. More to come on that front…

    SYITG,

    Nine Lives

  • Fiat Lux

    Seven PAX convened for YHC’s virgin Q. The disclaimer was initially botched and we rudely cut off a biker so it was a rocky start.

    Alas, got the blood flowing along St. Charles for a few blocks before turning around for a warm-up in Cowen Circle:

    • SSH x 20
    • Windmills x 15
    • Mountain climbers x 25
    • Slow merkins x 15

    Next, headed out on a mosey, missed the originally planned turn, and eventually arrived at the Tulane ROTC pull-up bars. There we:

    • Round 1: Pull-ups to failure + 10 merkins + 15 jumping air squats
    • Round 2: Pull-ups to at least half of Round 1 number + 10 merkins + 15 jumping air squats
    • Round 3: Pull-ups to failure + 10 merkins + 15 jumping air squats

    Then we continued on a mosey to the LBC Quad where the University had graciously set-up spotlights for us; it was a sight to behold:

    Let there be light!

    In honor of Bones and my beloved San Francisco Giants beating the Dodgers last night, we played “baseball” under the lights, performing different exercises at each “base” of the diamond:

    • Home plate: 9 burpees
    • 1st base: 18 Nolan Ryans
    • 2nd base: 27 jumping lunge squats
    • 3rd base: 36 LBCs

    Multiples of nine since it’s both eponymous with my namesake and baseball games have nine innings. Bases were longer than MLB standards at about 40-50 yards apart; we did two rounds.

    Mosey back towards towards our AO with an initial pitstop at the Loyola Rec Center garage.

    Side note: does this garage have a name? If not, I’m going with Freret Street Summit or Wolfpack Pinnacle. To be discussed at our next F2 event…

    Nonethless, ran up the stairs, performed a round of Mary at the top with each of the 7 PAX leading their favorite ab workout, and headed back down the stairs.

    Continued the mosey homeward with the final stop being WPM for 15 decline merks on the first ramp followed by 15 incline merks. Popped over to the stairwell, did a quick up-and-down the Mountain, and made it back to the flag with 30 seconds to spare.

    Special shoutout to the fine gentlemen of this morning’s Tsunami (namely Mariah) for enduring my horrendous navigational skills and poor sense of timing…