Full of nerves for my VQ, I woke up before my alarm even went off and decided to head out for the park. I was the first one there beside one unfamiliar face in a F3 shirt wandering around the park entrance. I quickly learned he was Snowflake from F3 …
The Pax have been bringing their A game to the Stomp recently. Multiple weeks of double digit counts and some all out effort have revitalized this legendary AO. YHC had the good fortune to follow up a Rudy Q. Surely I could make it over the low bar he had …
As my fancy fitness tracking watch, I mean 15 year old Casio G-Shock, ticked near 5:30 the anticipation became palatable. The First Annual Officially Unofficial F3Nola Blimp Golf Tournament (sponsored by John Daly’s Grip It & Sip It) was almost underway. First we moseyed a bit to that Greek pavilion …
So after a last minute exit from Chowdah for his VQ, YHC decided to step up and take the Q. After planting the shovel flag in what was unusually hard dirt and the usual disclaimer, we were off. Mosey to the Kick-Ball Field in front of Audubon Zoo for Warm-Up: …
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 …
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 …
