The Q wanted to make sure he was on time this morning so he did not give Rudy any additional reasons to harass the Q. Was a nice, warm, and muggy morning as the PAX met at the normal spot for Rock City. A quick disclaimer and PAX moseyed …
YHC made the trek on Friday to Wolf Pack Mountain to visit our neighbors of Uptown, which proved to be a serious beat down from 86, but you’ll need to see the back blast to find out more about that. While in the COT, Reluctant Yankee asked if anyone could …
Started out with a disclaimer stating that I had too much cognac at Tales of the Cocktail the previous night “so if you smell cognac it is me.”. Mosey to the lawn in front of touch down Jesus then I attempted to count: 15 x windmills then 5 burpees oyo …
Being an F3 Nation member for only 10 months (last race I was nothin but a gleam in a Hawg’s eye), the Gnarly Nutria was the stuff of legend. A back and forth sporting event like the world has not witnessed since Ali vs. Frazier. Two heavyweights going toe to …
Wet running shoes from the Narley Nutria served this YHC as he Doubled down on a post with little rest from the previous night… Having attended the Narley and being part of the winning World domination of sorts I could not help but share with the men who had missed, …
Warm, gloomy, and muggy…perfect conditions for a F3 sweat fest. That’s what YHC encountered as I made my way to the usual Foundry meeting spot. It was 5:26 and not a soul in sight. Was everyone getting their beauty rest? Was I the only one from Team World that was …
The opportunity to Q The Birdcage the morning of the Gnarly Nutria presented itself yesterday and I jumped at it. Immediately, I started brainstorming my Kamikaze Q – come in hard and heavy, destroy my legs, but take out as many Uptowners along the way as possible. What would I …
With the Gnarly Nutria on this evening’s agenda, YHC considered taking it easy on the PAX this morning at The Gipper. That thought disappeared into the morning’s humidity as soon as Moby approached the AO wearing his new DeWalt contractor gloves, ready to get to work. So we did: Warmup …
The clock ticked steadily towards 5:30. The growing herd of PAX started to get restless. Mutterings of “Who’s the Q?” were heard. YHC had checked the sheet the night before – Cowbell was on the list. Surely Cowbell would have also checked the list, or his email. Right? Wrong. 5:30 …
Morning Forecast: Typical July morning. Hot. Preposterous humidity. Low growls of thunder in the distance. Good times. The brief time when we could welcome the stomp with the sunrise seems to already be in the past, so instead we welcome the PAX in the Tuesday morning Gloom. The Pax: Another …
