F3 New Orleans

Author: Steve

  • (H)Eighteen Candles

    File this one as one of those better-late-than-never backblasts…

    Well, young Grover finally hit 18. Yes, it’s still a long road to respect (just ask poor Grundy), but a pretty big milestone nonetheless. We celebrated the day by getting up ridiculously early to put in a little work in some very cold weather. (You know it’s cold when the fully-charged iPhone sitting in your car simply shuts off as a protection measure. Shooter laughs at your protection measures, Apple!)

    As is often the case with these BLTN backblasts, it’s so tardy that I can no longer remember the warmups, the mary, or even the actual pax. Apologies. Knowing my own lazy tendencies, however, I did have the foresight to jot down what we did:

    18 Blocks for 18 Years:

    Mosey eastward on the trace, stopping at every block to do 18X of an exercise. Did one big loop, hitting Jackson, down to the lake, and then back up Lamarque to the Marsh. The exercises were (all 18x):

    1. Merkins (IC)
    2. Lunges (IC)
    3. Squat Jumps
    4. Stone Mountains / CDD
    5. Sister Marys
    6. Monkey Humpers (IC)
    7. T-Merkins
    8. Hello Dollys (IC)
    9. Sit-ups
    10. Peter Parkers (IC)
    11. Freak Nasties (IC)
    12. Burpees
    13. Star Jumps
    14. Smurf Jacks (IC)
    15. Flutters (IC)
    16. Diamond Merkins
    17. Tuck Jumps
    18. Pull-ups

    Personally, YHC was never a big fan of 16 Candles. I think most would agree (except for Cowbell, who has somehow never seen a movie in his life, too busy running probably) that of similarly themed John Hughes movies, The Breakfast Club was slightly better and maybe Ferris Bueller was the best. (Weird Science should also probably be lumped in there.) Hughes pretty much did the same thing in most of these movies, which was to take teenage stereotypes (the jock, the nerd, the outcast, the neurotic, the free spirit, etc) and invert them in some way. He would have had a hard time writing a character like Grover, because the kid is just too multi-dimensional for a Hughes movie. He’s all of those characters wrapped up into one. YHC has really enjoyed getting to know Grover; he’s the kind of guy that, as a parent, you hope your own kids might turn out like. Heck, I’d be happy if they were even half as cool as Grover. So happy (belated) 18th brother!

  • Out of the Shadows

    Imagine Cowbell’s face when he arrived (on time, give the man credit) to the AO to find Waterpik and YHC, fresh out of Covid quarantine, as the only two pax present. Had Hog’s Breath posted (he broke his quarantine spell the day before at the Marsh), Cowbell might’ve just gotten right back in the truck and bounced. But he made it this far, and it was too cold to turn back around, so we got down to business.

    Warmorama: Good mornings, toe touches, SSH, IW’s, torso twists, seal jacks, x10-20 IC.

    YHC is gonna miss the Christmas lights at the trailhead, they’re downright cheerful. And heart warming! And the place is so well-lit! Anyway, the last few times YHC has Q’d, I’ve elected to stay close and enjoy the twinkling lights, and today was no different. Quick mosey around the block to warm up before launching into a long lunge walk down the length of the corridor and around the bend until we reached the stage. At every other column, we would perform 5 burpees, thereby helping Cowbell (the sole Northshore ISI participant) get some in before daybreak. By the time we hit the stage we had 55.

    Once at the stage, we circled up for:

    1. Squats x20 IC
    2. Burpees x5
    3. Jump Squats x20
    4. Burpees x5
    5. Sister Mary’s x20 IC
    6. Burpees x5
    7. Monkey Humpers x20 IC
    8. Burpees x5
    9. Calf Raises x20 IC

    Back to the corridor, where we bunny hopped our way back, stopping at every other column to do x10 merkins. With 110 merkins completed, we knocked out another 5 burpees.

    Our favorite stair-climbing couple has been MIA lately, probably because it’s so darn cold, so we took over their stairs for alternating single-leg calf raises, x5 each step up.

    YHC was ready to head over to the bus stop, my preferred location for bench work, but after spotting the knife-wielding Mr. Perkins sleeping there at the start of the beatdown, we decided to give him a wide berth and chose the benches around the splash pad instead. Time for … more legs!

    1. L leg step up, x20 IC
    2. Freak Nasties, x10 IC
    3. R leg step up, x20 IC
    4. Freak Nasties, x10 IC
    5. L leg Bulgarians, x20 IC
    6. Freak Nasties, x10 IC
    7. R leg Bulgarians, x20 IC
    8. Freak Nasties, x10 IC

    And finally, some standard Mary with Jane Fonda’s mixed in to complete the legorama. Thanks to the guys for posting, when it’s as cold as it’s been lately, it is tough getting out of bed and to the AO. The whole accountability thing works, so I can’t thank you guys enough.

  • The 12 Days of Christmas, 2020

    Ah, there was holiday spirit in the chilly, night air: the smell of firewood burning, the twinkling of white Christmas lights, and, of course, the angry mutterings of one Jose 10k exiting his car.  Apparently, Cowbell had pulled up behind him and, with the height difference between the two cars, Cowbell’s headlights were blinding Mr. 10k.  “I felt like I should be doing surgery in there!”  And thus the tone was set for a magical beatdown – short but sweet – with a Christmas theme to spread a little holiday misery on this cold, Thursday night.

    Along with a disclaimer issued for the FNG, YHC warned the crew that this beatdown was hastily thrown together after stumbling upon the idea, The 12 Days of Christmas, which may or may not be something that Yankee did (or does every year?).  I apparently don’t even know how the song goes – I tried to do the ladder the wrong way, starting at 1 each time.  Wouldn’t you know, Jose quickly corrected me, and we got down to business.

    • THE TWELVE DAYS OF CHRISTMAS
    • Day 1: 1x Burpee
    • Day 2: 2x Merkins
    • Day 3: 3x Triple Jump Squat Burpees
    • Day 4: 4x Monkey Humpers (IC)
    • Day 5: 5x Sister Mary Katherine’s (2 is 1)
    • Day 6: 6x Triple Merkin Burpees
    • Day 7: 7x Sit-Ups
    • Day 8: 8x T-Merkins
    • Day 9: 9x Groiners
    • Day 10: 10x Crunchy Frogs (IC)
    • Day 11: 11x Freak Nasties (IC)
    • Day 12: 12x Derkins

    We sped through the first couple days and then things really slowed once we hit a few triple jump squat / triple merkin burpees.  Somewhere around Day 3 we learned that Jose can sing, and that an aspiring sleuth might actually be able to track down video of him belting out “Grandma Got Run Over By A Reindeer.”  Around Day 9, Jose’s partner Amnesia turned up, fresh out of quarantine with his incredibly well-lit cargo bike (think the infamous neon “rave” vest).  And by Day 12, it was indeed a Christmas miracle that we had only gone over on time by 30 seconds (which is within the acceptable margin as set forth by the F3 Nation charter).

    COT and nameorama, where we welcomed FNG Red Baron.  Yes, he is named after the frozen pizza.  Seems dumb, I know, to name a guy because he likes pizza.  But no, really, this is a thing with this guy – his groom’s cake was decorated as a pizza, that’s how much pizza means to him.  (Which probably means that he will need F3 even more in his future.). So welcome Red Baron, hope to see you again soon, and t-claps to Cowbell from bringing out an FNG.  

    Onward to the Barley Oak, where Zoo was patiently waiting, sipping a beer in the corner, ready to dispense his wisdom on how to make duck edible (tacos) for those duck hunters who actually hate duck (Cowbell).  Thanks for the lead gentlemen, and for the F2 – it’s always a good time, even when it’s a bad time.

    And hey, don’t forget Akbar’s 50th birthday Q this Saturday!

  • Listening to the Birds

    (From Bird:)

    Better late than never posting the backblast, fellas.  It took me long enough to Q my first Saturday so it’s only fitting that it takes me this long to put this out, but PAX is always encouraging and won’t let you fall behind.  Thanks to the 22 who posted plus a few guest appearances.

    0610 – Handful of guys posting for the 2-mile pre thang to the end of the lakefront and back.  Q rolls in as PAX is already on the move after strategically placing the buckets for the impending beatdown.  

    0630 – PAX circled up for warm up following the required warnings and disclosures.  Warm up proceeded through side straddle hops, seal jacks, good mornings, windmills, toe touches, and imperial walkers. Cadence on the windmills and imperial walkers was a little quick creating some mumble chatter.  Those big moves are tough first thing in the morning.  PAX dropped to the ground for some fire hydrants followed by 20 pushups, uh I mean merkins, OYO.  

    App. 0640 – PAX mozies to open field past gazebo and fountain to buckets for first phase of workout – 30 for 30 – consisting of 3 rounds of 30 reps of an exercise, 30-yard sprint, and 30-yard walk back (lunge, bear crawl, and backwards bear crawl).  PAX thanked “coach” for reminding them to explode off the line and run all the way through to the end of the sprint!  There was some confusion first round of the walk back which got cleaned up during the second and third.  A few random 10 counts in between rounds kept the PAX together.  

    Round 1

    • 30 Sister Mary Catherines (each leg one), 30-yard sprint, 30-yard lunge walk
    • 30 merkins, 30-yard sprint, 30-yard ?
    • 30 big boy situps, 30-yard sprint,  30  yard YHC calls out “your choice!”
    • Hold plank until all complete
    • Brief forward fold and wide leg forward fold to stretch.  

    Round 2

    • 30 squats, 30-yard sprint, 30-yard lunge walk
    • 30 shoulder taps, 30-yard sprint, 30-yard bear crawl
    • 30 leg lifts, 30-yard sprint, 30-yard backwards bear crawl
    • Hold  low plank until all complete

    Round 3

    • 30 monkey humpers,  30-yard sprint, 30-yard lunge
    • 30 carolina dry docks, 30-yard sprint, 30-yard bear crawl
    • 30 groiners (collective groan amongst PAX), 30-yard sprint,  30-yard backward bear crawl
    • Hold side plank (alternate) until all complete

    App. 0705 – PAX remained in open field for second phase of beatdown spreading out along the seawall for 11s consisting of box jump burpees at the wall and crunchy frogs at road.  First box jump burpee seemed not so bad, but quickly “intensified’ as the PAX got deeper into the 11s.  The “mumble chatter” from the earlier warm up pretty much all subsided at this point as we ground through the phase.  Around 0720, YHC called off the remaining reps as only a few had completed the entire series.  \

    App. 0720 – Following a 10 count to regroup, the PAX mozied back towards the mothership stopping just short and circling up for the final phase of the work.  Final phase started with “failure to launch,” a 10 second countdown in Al gore followed by a jump squat and immediately back to Al gore for a total of 5 reps.  PAX on their six for 20 Russian Twists, LBCs, and Heel Touches (in cadence), and a round of 100s OYO to finish. 

    As PAX counted silently, the sounds of the lakefront became evident. The gathering seagulls began to make their presence known.  As if inspired by his aviary companions, Q (i.e, Bird) leads PAX in a sun salutation a (mountain pose, high mountain, forward fold, halfway lift, forward fold, jump back to plank, chataranga, up dog, down dog).  Q encouraged proper breathing for full effect – inhale rise up, ,exhale forward fold, etc..  Yoga session ended peacefully while the seagulls sounded their appreciation of the reverent moment.  

    App. 0730 – Pax mozies back to the mothership, circles up, and reports out in traditional fashion.  YHC prayed us out.  

    Post Beatdown – Tank, MIA as of late, and like a ghost, runs by on the lakefront as YHC returns to his truck.  Like a man on a mission, he doesn’t stop to chat and continues his journey, later texting to say that he was at mile 13.8 of a 14 mile run!  Coffeeteria was well attended with a guest appearance by Grundy, still recovering from injury.  

    Thanks for the opportunity to lead, guys.  

    Bird

  • A Tale of Two Beatdowns

    My M recently brought home another cat. That’s right, we have two. And a dog. And a rabbit. (And two frogs, but those don’t count, as I expect one or both to die any moment now, just as all our fish have.) The new cat was supposed to be an outside cat, which was what supposedly made her addition to the family “okay.”

    Anyway, this cat was excessively loud yesterday morning – mewling and meowing and just going on and on. I eventually realized she was in heat, but, seeing as I had to get somewhere quickly, I decided to leave her outside and deal with it later. Well, yeah… you guessed it – I returned home to find her in the empty lot next door with some street rat, mid-coitus. I chased off the offending male, but the question is – was I too late?

    The scene prompted looks of rebuke from my Old Mandeville neighbors, an awkward conversation with my 2.0’s about the reproductive system, and worst of all, the possibility of a future animal kingdom that rivals that of Bushwacker’s. (Haven ‘t been to his farm? Try it around 5am and, if you make it past the goats, you’ll get attacked by a rooster with a large hole gnawed out of his backside.). Okay, the point of this overly long tale? Don’t put it off, gentlemen. Wake up when the alarm goes off. Write that email that you’ve been avoiding. And for heaven’s sake, as Bob Barker reminds us, get your pet spayed or neutered asap. Alright, apologies for the delay … the beatdown:

    Warmorama: Toe touches, windmills, IW’s, SSH’s, all IC x10, plus 10 merkins OYO.

    Thang: Mosey to the Taj Mahal for a quick partner routine. P1 runs the perimeter while P2 does an exercise. Flapjack. The exercises were:

    • People’s Chair w/ Air Presses
    • BTTW w/ Shoulder Taps
    • Donkey Kick-offs (on the wall)

    After doing two rounds of the above, we moseyed to the back of the Justice Center for some quick 1 minute AMRAPs:

    • Freak Nasties
    • Jump Squats
    • T-Merkins
    • Bulgarian Split Squats (30 secs ea. leg)

    Needing to leave a bit early, YHC arranged for Cowbell to take over with about 10-15 mins left. After hearing him explain the “Quick Killer,” the pax had to be happy he wasn’t provided any more time than that. (I myself was glad to quietly slink off right before the 27 burpees…)

    The Quick Killer

    • Merkins x28
    • Squats x28
    • Sister Mary Katherine’s x28
    • Burpees x28
    • Sit-ups x28

    The QK starts at 28, then descends with each round by 7. (Or something like that.) I know Cowbell had intended for 4 rounds, but I could hear the scoffs trailing off in the distance as I quickly exited.

    Thanks men, for both choosing to get out the bed today and for allowing me (and Cowbell) the opportunity to lead.

  • No Burpees Were Performed At This Beatdown

    YHC issued a GroupMe message last night in an attempt to lure a few more bodies over to The A1C: no gloves required. That’s right, no coupons. No bear crawls. Hell, I’d even drop burpees from the menu! (This, of course, was more of a technicality, as you’ll see below.) Unfortunately, the bait didn’t quite work. Maybe everyone’s resting in preparation for the Butt Splice beatdown tomorrow (which is probably wise).

    One of the things I’ve enjoyed about The A1C is the traveling jukebox that accompanies the pax to each station. When YHC showed up early, Jose had the tunes blaring, and was running all-out sprints. We’re talking Cowbell/In Time speeds here. The man was moving. I had planned to join him on a light jog, but when he barreled past I was having second thoughts. Luckily, 10k slowed it down for me and soon after, Akbar and BBQ pulled in so we began.

    Warmorama: Self love, arm circles, air presses, SSH’s, slow squats, IW’s, windmills, seal jacks, all IC at or around 15x.

    Thang: First up, a trip to the back of the courtyard for a partner routine. P1 grabs a bench and does 2x irkins, walks hands down to ground, 2x merkins, walks back up and repeats until P2 relieves him. P2, meanwhile, bunny hops down the corridor and up the stairs, does 15x smurf jacks and runs back. Flapjack.

    Continued this idea with P1 switching to horizontal squats (x5, feet on bench) followed by shoulder taps (x5, feet still on bench), repeated until P2 returns from lunging corridor and doing 15x star jumps at top of stairs. Final one was irkins then flip over for freak nasties repeated, with P2 bunny hopping and doing 15x Sister Mary’s up top.

    Once completed, we headed back to the parking garage for a series of deconstructed burpees: 12x squats, 12x merkins, 12x groiners, 12x jump squats. Run the ramp up to the top, then perform the same series, decreasing by x2. Back down and up the ramp until we reached 2x everything. Unfortunately we lost Jose (and thus our traveling jukebox) around this time, but the pax powered through the final minutes.

    Circle up for a COP: plank and chat about Akbar’s relentless set of interviews, mountain climbers IC x20, rotate circle clockwise, plank a bit more, right arm high, left arm high, plank jacks IC x20, rotate circle counter-clockwise, plank a bit more, then knock out 10x merkins on your own.

    It was safe to do a quick set of sprints now that Jose had left (mixed in with some Peter Parkers and shoulder taps), before finally settling down for some scorpion kicks followed by Mary: heel pulses, leg raises, LBC’s, and hello Dolly’s, x12 IC.

    COT with BBQ praying us out. Thank you men for the opportunity to lead, for posting early on a Friday morning and pushing me to get better, and thanks to Jose for taking the initiative to get this Friday beatdown going. What better way to kick off a Friday than with you guys?

  • The Cave of Time

    Back in the day, YHC was really into the Choose Your Own Adventure series of books.  One of the few I remember was called The Cave of Time, where you enter this cave and, depending on the path you choose, you might find yourself stuck in an Ice Age, or in the Jurassic Era, or in a never-ending time loop.  The great thing about these books is that there were many, many bad endings.  If the series was written today, every ending would probably be a happy one.  But no, in the 80’s, death awaited at every turn!  

    So much like The Cave of Time, the 28 pax who posted were faced with a similar “choose your own adventure”™: take the path to the left, and follow Bushwacker into the world of pain known as The Iron Pax Challenge; or take the path to the right, and follow YHC into a potentially less painful but hopefully equally rewarding beatdown.  As in the books, misery awaited the pax in both paths!  (Obviously, YHC is a sucker for bad endings.)

    A couple of new faces, so a hastily given disclaimer was issued, before launching into:

    Warmorama: Good mornings, arm circles, torso twists, IW’s, Seal Jacks, mountain climbers, plank jacks, and SSHs.

    The Iron Paxers took off with Bush to begin their timed misery, while the rest of us moseyed to the splash pad, stopping at each intersection for a quick round of exercises:

    @ Marigny:

    • 20 Wide armed merkins
    • 20 Jump squats IC
    • 20 LBCs IC

    @ Lamarque:

    • 20 Diamond merkins
    • 20 Sister Mary’s IC
    • 20 Leg raises IC

    @ Foy:

    • 20 T-merkins
    • 20 Monkey humpers IC
    • 20 V-ups OYO

    Finally at the playground, time for a quick COP:

    • Circle Burp!  (high knees while each of the pax drop for 3 burpees)
    • Then, Al Gore while each of the pax knock out 3 jump squats

    Over to the curb for a set of 11’s:

    • 1 Mike Tyson, bear crawl to opposite curb, 10 star jumps, continue until numbers are reversed.

    Here’s where things got brutal.  YHC had heard of Mike Tysons (which involve planking with your feet on the curb, doing a horizontal squat, then back out to plank for a merkin – that’s one), but never actually tried them.  Combining those with bear crawls for a set of 11’s was one of those “it looked good on paper!” moments.  Nevertheless, the pax pushed on, unaware that YHC would call it about 3/4ths of the way in.  T-claps to the younger men in our group who put in a heroic effort here. 

    And finally, one more routine just for Jose 10k (only two more days to fill that jug!): Sprints! P1 sprints, while P2 does: Peter Parkers, then rinse and repeat with plank jacks.

    With time running short, time for a Bataan Death March back to the flag (t-claps to Shooter for picking up the six).

    The Iron Pax men were still wandering around looking like someone hit them with a hammer, but YHC was able to convince a few to drop to their six for an abbreviated Mary of Dollies and Rosalitas. T-claps to all the men who attempted the challenge this week, regardless of times. It was a tough one.

    Countdown, nameorama, and naming of FNGs.  YHC is very bad at naming FNG’s, so apologies to the new guys.  Welcome Cucumber, Squid, and… TruCoat!  (That’s right, there was a post-coffeteria renaming of our final FNG.)  It was determined by the two co-Q’s that Woodchuck was just too lame.  So in a nod to the movie Fargo, he was renamed for the following scene:

    Mathlete prayed us out, with intentions for Legal’s friend, and everyone made their way over for some coffee… some even got a lift in Amnesia’s sweet new ride!

    Thank you men for the tremendous push this morning!

  • Sayonara Fujiwhara

    Granny’s House was supposed to be a wash out this morning.  70% when I checked last night.  And as much as YHC appreciates a good wet beatdown, after the Marsh’s Week Zero IPC beatdown yesterday, it seemed like maybe some shelter was in order.

    Of course, there was no rain. But we remained sheltered regardless!

    Warmorama: Good mornings, windmills, torso twists, seal jacks, IWs, and SSHs.

    Thang:

    Starting at the trailhead stairs, we’d bear crawl to every 4th column in the corridor and then perform an exercise.  (The guys were probably dismayed to discover these columns just kept going and going…) 

    Exercises were:

    • 60 Squats
    • 50 LBC’s
    • 40 Merkins
    • 30 Flutter Kicks IC
    • 20 Donkey Kicks
    • 10 Burpees

    And then, of course, head back to the start:

    • 60 Dollies
    • 50 Scorpion Kicks
    • 40 Staggered Merks (20 ea. side)
    • 30 Jump Squats
    • 20 Groiners

    What, no 10 burpees? Well…

    Coconuts was on the brain after talking about him at coffee Monday, so I thought we should bring back one Coconut classics, The Dab:

    10 burpees EMOM for 5 minutes, followed by a 300 yard run.  Rinse and repeat! (This seemed brutal, but then I just kept thinking about the time that Maverick began a beatdown with 100 straight burpees.)

    Normally YHC would search for a GIF to insert here and make the Coconuts tribute complete, but I gotta get to bed for Goose’s final Q tomorrow.

    Mary: Dying cockroaches, leg raises, Freddie Mercs, Rosalitas, something else? 

    Countdown, nameorama, Chewy prayed us out, and Jose filled the sweat jug.  Thank you guys for the push this morning, it was one of those mornings that I really was not feeling, I definitely needed you men out there to get ‘er done! 👊

  • Murph: The Chill-mode Edition

    Yes, maybe it was a bit cruel to spring a Murph on the Marsh crew on a Monday morning.  I figured I’d get a, “Oh hell no,” from Cowbell.  And a, “Yeah, that’s great, thanks Steve.  After I’ve done 120 frickin’ ISI squats,” from Jose.  And a lot of eye rolling from the Wacker.  But c’mon, taken at slightly less intense pace (apologies Tank), the Murph is really not as bad as it sounds.  

    So we started with some warmorama just to give Cowbell some time to navigate around the deep and dangerous ditches surrounding the Marsh. Then ran the first mile down to the lake and back at a leisurely “warm up” pace, loosening us up for 20 sets of 5 pull-ups / 10 merkins / 15 squats.  We did it together, waiting after each set before starting the next, and I think the pax would agree, it really wasn’t so bad.  T-claps to Pixie Stick, who did great in his first (near-complete) Murph.  

    Another leisurely mile run to the lake and back, some flutters, and we were done.  Countdown, nameorama, and Jose offered up a powerful prayer to close it out, with intentions for Goose’s soon-to-be born baby, Akbar’s travel to the Smokey Mountains, and some healing for our divided nation.

    Thank you for the opportunity to get stronger and better alongside such good men.  I truly appreciate it.

  • Cloudy With A Chance of Unitards

    It’s been threatening rain all week.  And the forecast for Thursday evening’s F2 beatdown was no different, with a 60-70% chance as of that morning.  YHC seriously envisioned 10k and I sitting under the gazebo drinking alone (he his bud light tallboys, me my overpriced hipster beer), while 10k grumbled about the sunset and my beer.  And while that vision partially came true – with the added bonus of a “only-in-Hollywood” rainbow overhead – we were spared the actual rain and a decent size group posted.

    YHC had planned for no warmorama, since time was short, but as BBQ was dealing with securing his bike (he rode from Covington! 👏👏👏), we knocked out some SSH’s before jumping into 20x burpees OYO.

    Next up, a Lazy Dora.  Same as the usual Dora (100 merks, 200 squats, 200 LBC’s), but instead of running between sets, the alternating partner would hold a static pose until it was his turn.  So plank for 10x merkins, Al Gore for 20x squats, and 6” hold for 30x LBC’s.  Cumulative goals were reached pretty quickly, and we moved over to the seawall for some leg work.

    20x jump squats, lunge walk to sidewalk, 20x monkey humpers IC

    20x Bulgarians IC (10 ea.), lunge walk, 20x Apollo Ohno’s

    20x calf raises IC (balancing on the edge of the seawall, which was more difficult than you might think), lunge walk, 20x Sister Mary’s.

    Finally, back to the wall for shoulders: 15x freak nasties IC, 5x derkins IC.  Rinse and repeat with 10x freaks IC / 10x derks IC.  Then 5x freaks IC / 15x derkins IC.

    Around this time we had an In Time flyby, with his cross country team in tow, and we then circled up for an abbreviated Mary of heels to heaven and leg raises, both x15 IC.  

    Upon completion, the guys noticed a rather large and somewhat magical rainbow stretched across the lakefront sky.  Turbo joked that all we needed now was a unicorn and, lo and behold, the hero we both deserved and needed materialized: Amnesia, donning, that’s right, a unitard.  (At least, according to Jose that is the official name of said bodysuit.  The differences between a unitard and a leotard and a bodysuit is a mystery to me, and one I’m not willing to google.)

    COT, prayed out by Akbar, and we all headed to the Gazebo joined by Cowbell, Tank, and Tank’s son (a soon-to-be named F3 brother).  Good beer, good company, and a good sunset – what more could you ask for?  Great time out there with you guys, thanks for posting and thanks for the opportunity to lead!  

    *rainbow and unitard not captured on film due to Cowbell’s usual tardiness