F3 New Orleans

Category: Northshore

  • Present, but not all there

    With a crazy week of hybrid teaching with a two day break from hurricane Sally, YHC mind was elsewhere this morning. But you can’t start an AO and not show up, right? I dang near did just that. I arrived at 4:20 to do my extra workout as usual. I knocked out my ISI, then started a merican/squat laps around the parking garage. No running, just a nice walk. Maybe I was just saving up my energy for IPC tomorrow.

    The thing: Warm-up: SSH, Toe Touches, Arm Circles

    Moseyed to Stonehedge . Grabbed two coupons for shoulder shrugs, mericans, incline rows, curls for the girls, and squats. Moseyed to the courthouse were I graciously handed the q over to hammer. 5 burpees, followed by a bear crawl, then sprint up to the stairs, up the stairs, and sprint back, then 4, 3, 2, and 1. Moseyed back to the top of the garage for some core. Then 7’s. 6 dirkens, run across to do Nolan Ryans (1 each arm), 5 then 2 etc… As the usual, I had to leave early to take temperatures of students. Thanks to hammer and zoolander for showing up, and taking over some of my responsibilities. Next time my head will be clear, and my body will be ready for more intensity. SYITG…Jose 10K

  • Cool Runnings

    With a majority of the PAX still reeling from Week 3 of the IPC, YHC knew the turnout would be relatively light for today’s Scramble. With a light breeze making for some “relatively cool temperatures”, the minor break from the heat and humidity gave the PAX a September reprieve.

    The Rules of the Gloom were each PAX had to do 100 merkins and 100 squats along the traditional Scramble route. The only other wrinkle was that each man was to pick up the pace along the long straight road to Sunset Point, both coming and going.

    Five minutes of Mary and thanks to Bushwacker for praying us out.

  • IPC Week 3/Gipper

    11 Pax arrived on a cloudy and not so windy morning for week 3 of the IronPax Challenge. We met at the courthouse to get started in the interest of time.

    YHC chose to forgo the pain until Saturday, and proctered the event.

    Warm up: Instructions and focus on form

    Thang

    300 Merkins, 250 squats, 3 mile run for time

    T claps and Mucho Respect for strong finishes from BBQ(62), Einstein(64), Fletch (57), and Legal(54)

    Cowbell34.25
    Bean36
    Steve36.28
    Einstein37.49
    Legal39.34
    BBQ40.12
    Smokey40.22
    Grover41.44
    Russo43.32
    Fletch46.36

    Who’s ready to take on Cowbell, Bean, and Steve Saturday?

    Prayers of safety for those in Sally’s path

    SYTIG – Akbar

  • Bear Crawl Inch Worm & the Cicada Scare

    With TS/Hurricane Sally on its way, there was no time to waste!

    WARMORAMA

    x10 IC:

    Apple Grabbers, T Stretches, Toe Touches, Imperial Walkers, Windmills, High Knees

    THANG

    Starting at Lamarque/Livingston headed west down Livingston, the Pax lined up in plank position head to foot. Man at the 6 would bear crawl to the front of the line and so on until we reached the light post around mid-block. At home with bear crawls, QIC didn’t really consider how taxing this mission would be on the shoulders on account of all dat plankin’! Almost at the finish, as Pixie was bear crawling along, his hand came too close to an unseen cicada and it cried out in alarm with the loud noise that cicadas make, scaring the bajeezus out of Pixie ( and bringing about a round of belly chuckles from the crowd).

    At the light, we proceeded to indian run the rest of the way around the block, back to the bb court. There we retrieved Steve’s newly deposited cinderblocks (let’s see how long this batch lasts), and lined up at one ended of the court.

    The PAX did suicides where upon each return to the base line we did 1 block burpee/squat thruster. Next round was goblet squat/kettle bell swing. We continued between the 2 increasing by 1 rep each round up to three reps.

    MARY

    x20 IC:

    Little Manny Wife Pleasers, Flutter Kicks, Leg Raises, Heel Pulses, Putins

    COT

    After count and name off, Pixie Stix prayed us out.

    Thanks for coming out and following this fool. Stay safe out there guys!

  • Main Event Was Not a Work Out

    Yes, you guessed it! The main event surrounded Jose’s pride and joy–his sweat jug! You remember… the one that some of his teacher friends reportedly spotted in the back seat of his car during a recent, quick trip for lunch. Mickey D’s, anyone? Just imagine the ‘splainin that must have taken place on that ride. Oh, to have been a fly on the windshield that day. To the amazement of the Northshore PAX, Jose 10k, in typical F3 fashion, rose to the, ahem, “challenge” and filled his sweat jug in a measley 16 DAYS! I’m sure in Zoo’s wildest dreams he did not figure he’d be getting doused on the Lakefront on September 12th. If I were a betting man, Halloween would be where I placed my moolah. And I’d imagine that’s what Zoo was counting on, too. But, not Jose. He “squeezed” in about 4 T-shirts a day! Let’s count em. 1) The beatdown in the gloom. 57 straight, but who’s counting? 2) ISI 3) mowing the lawn (everyday???) 4) moving Goose out of his house (lagniappe). 5) Who knows what else? It’s Jose. The man never stops!

    So there we were. Zoolander. Jose 10k. The entire F3 Northshore PAX. And the Smelly Bucket of Sweat with that BROWN STUFF at the bottom. Does anyone know what that stuff was? I was afraid to ask. Anyway, back to the moment. It was time for Jose to do the honors. And that he did, launching the Lowe’s bucket full of brown, rancid, baked / aged sweat at Zoolander, blasting him squarely in the chest. Zoo, then did the best thing he could to quickly cleanse the body, jumped in the Lake. But, hey, I give Zoolander credit; he took it like a man. The anticipation was palpable, Jose was giddy, and Zoo, a man of his word, was brave. And the PAX? We were nauseated, looking at the rife liquid in the bucket. The Hammer said he turned around so he didn’t barf. And poor Zoo, I don’t think he would have ever heard the end of it if he tried to get out of it. So T-Claps to him, for coming up with the challenge and taking it like and man, and to Jose, for filling the bucket so quickly, so we all could get a good laugh.

    Did I mention there were 2 beatdowns today?

    Well, there was, and the toughest one is part of a nationwide F3 challenge sponsored by F3 Greenwood, South Carolina. It’s called the Iron Pax Challenge, and it’s not for the faint of heart. After a brief warmup of Seal Jacks, Arm Circles, Cherry Pickers, Mountain Climbers, and Imperial Walkers, Steve led the Iron Paxers to the west on the Lakefront for a grueling 43 minute circuit beatdown, where the PAX moves from one station to the next, carrying a cinder block coupon, doing exercises along the way try in AMRAP fashion.

    Of course, it should come as no surprise that the Iron PAXers acquitted themselves admirably with the following rep counts:

    TankedUp – 651

    The Hammer – 545

    Butt Splice – 528

    Zoolander – 490

    Jose 10k – 486

    Toto – 450

    T-Claps to all PAX willing to endure Iron PAX. It definitely is a DOWNPAINMENT!

    Meanwhile, YHC led the rest of the PAX Eastward for a series of Tabata sets. Clock set for 30 second sets, with 30 secs of rest between. Exercises were merkins, plank Jacks, jump squats, smurf jacks, flutter kicks, Apollo Ono’s, monkey humpers, and leg raises.

    Mosey to playground equipment at East end of Lakefront for 4 rounds of the following exercise:

    19 Merkins (commemoration of 19 yr anny of 9-11-01)

    Bear Crawl 20 yards

    Pop up and Run around perimeter of entire fence at east end of lakefront, back to starting line.

    Rinse and Repeat 4 times.

    Mosey back to Flag.

    Thanks for the entertainment today, Zoolander and Jose 10k! We enjoyed it!

    Prayers for our nation and for those families affected by the 9-11 Terrorist Attacks. May we always REMEMBER. STAY VIGILANT. STAY STRONG

    Thanks for following my lead today, guys.

    COT and thanks to Russo for praying us out!

  • Back to Action at the A1C

    After 57 beatdowns, yhc had to take a break. Not because I wanted to, but work schedule forced me. That being said, it was nice to have a couple days off. With the hectic school schedule, I was ready for a beatdown. I arrived at the A1C at 4:40 ready to sweat (no, I didn’t need to add any to the jug). I got my ISI out the way, and decided to put in about 1.5 miles extra. Due to the Covid-19, I have to leave the last 5-10 minutes of the beatdown, so I made sure to add some extra time in the morning. That’s when I realized I hadn’t planned the beatdown. Oops, time to make it up on the fly. I had to pull a bushwacker. Enough of my journaling…

    Warm-up

    SSH, toe touches, torso twists, cherry pickers

    The thang: 4 corners: 7 burpees at each, 14 Mericans, 21 squats, 28 lbcs

    Then a Lt. Steve: 2 lunges followed by 1 squat, then 4 lunges followed by 2 squats etc… Hammer pointed out that it was a 2 to 1 ratio. The math teacher in me was so proud. Anyways, we did it the length of the parking garage. Hammer with his enormous stride finished well ahead of the pack.

    With 6 minutes left before I had to leave, we had enough time for burpee ball. I had to leave with Hammer finishing up.

    It was an honor to lead y’all. It was great to see Moby come out. I couldn’t have gone 57 straight if it wasn’t for y’all. Honestly, I did it because I love my F3 brothers. I’ve grown so much since joining the F3 northshore family, and I know you will continue to push me to be even better. God Bless and SYITG

  • Pacing partners!

    With this week ending the impressive 57 consecutive days of Jose10k posting, YHC had concerns he would be running alone on this Gloom. Especially after the arrival of all the sub 7s started showing up. Great news is Chewy decided to show up but quickly stated as we began to run he would run out a mile and back. Luckily the YHC started chattering and before you know it Chewy paced with me and we finished with 3.96 miles right on time. Out front were Bushwacker and Waterpik leading the charge and returning to the AO with an unfortunate situation of a morning commuter ending up in a ditch as she left her neighborhood, so the lead horses confirmed no injuries and returned to the flag as Zoolander and Hammer awaited and Chewy and YHC came in to close..

    Brief warmup of 10 and 15 IC Toe touches, Torso twists, Butt kicks, High knees and Lunge Twist 25 yards..

    Appreciate you men following my lead and Till the next Gloom 👍🏼👊🏼✌🏼!!

  • Grumble Grumble No Mas!

    Feels like 76 degrees? Yes please! Like a water-less version of adult Marco Polo, YHC called out upon arrival, “Grumble…. ?Grumble…?” Alas, with the 1st day of St. Tammany school upon us, Jose’s streak had come to an end, and he was a fish out of water. But still the Cowley Cones were back for another appearance, Debo was creepin’ down the dimly lit trace on his bike, and making certain the sweaty coast was clear, Zoolander popped up with hopeful talk of a potential stay of execution via a “double down” popostion. Hmmmm???

    WARMORAMA

    x10 IC:

    Torso Twist, Windmills, Fire Hydrants, Scorpion Kicks

    THANG

    They say three’s company, and so it made for good rounds of convo when 2 men did LBC’s, Freddy Mercury’s, or any other core exercise that came to mind while the third man bear crawled along the columns doing 5 (then 4,3,2,1) merkins at each of 5 cones placed along the way and ran back.

    Rotate each man for each round until complete.

    Then, with another set of 6 or so cones set up along the trace, thePAX lined up at the Lafitte end and ran some extended suicdes to let the lungs in on the action.

    COT

    Ending at 6:00, there was enough time for a short and sharp count and name off before YHC took us out with some short n sweet sentiments.

    Thanks for coming out, guys. See y’all in the gloom!

    T claps to Jose 10K aka The Shadow, aka Grumble Grumble, aka A1C, aka, Soundtrack, aka Early Bird, aka Sweat Jug, aka The Streak for 57 (I hope I’ve got that number right) consecutive beatdowns, showing his love for F3 and men we call brothers, his tenacity, dedication and incredible good fortune at having not injured himself! Well done sir.

    And lest we forget that this Saturday is sure to provide the dramatic culmination of the funky accrual of Anderson DNA in the acidic, ordoriferous swill that may (or may NOT be) poured all over Zoo’s head.

    You may have to turn away, but it’s not to be missed!

  • What Does the Fox Say…BURPEE SUICIDES!!!

    In preparation, YHC arrived early (though never as early as “Early Bird” 10K) and began walking down Livingston towards Marigny laying out strategically placed Cowley Cones along the way. Trotting along obliviously without a care in the world came a shaddowy pointy-eard poofy-tailed pedestrian. So what does the fox say? I don’t know, but when YHC said hello it took off faster than greased lightening! I guess the world may never know.

    WARMOAMA

    x10 IC:

    Apple Grabbers, Cherry Pickers, Imperial Walkers, Torso Twists, Fire Hydrants, Mountain Climbers, Scorpion Kicks

    THANG

    6 sets of cones were placed every 2/100 of a mile between Lamarque and Marigny. Each PAX was to run suicides doing 5 burpees at each set of cones. After completing all 6 sets, 4 burpees at each sets of cones and so on until 1 burpee and completion.

    This was one of those where you say “Go” and it’s non stop for the rest of the beatdown. Heart rates remained elevated and sweat was dripping (much to Jose’s delight and we imagine Zoolander’s chagrin). Speaking of which, from the looks of things one more sweaty event ought to seal the deal on that funky foul sweat jug. If you come on out saturday, be sure that it’s on an empty stomach because…yeeeah-no.

    COT

    YHC finished up with traditional words of appreciation and awareness on the Labor Day.

    Thank you gentlemen, and remember to tip your waiter by signing up to Q!

  • 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!