F3 New Orleans

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  • Mardi Gras Madness: A Leg Day to Remember – from Jose10k

    Five brave (or foolish) souls decided that the best way to celebrate Mardi Gras morning was not with king cake and mimosas, but with a leg workout that left us questioning why we didn’t sleep in. With rucksacks strapped on—because why not add extra suffering?—we kicked off the festivities with a warm-up, complete with Mardi Gras music to trick our bodies into thinking this was fun.

    Then came the main event: sprinting (or some variation of fast waddling) up the stairs (Grundy led the pax as per the usual, he legit sprinted), looping around the lighthouse, and then executing a flawless Lieutenant Dan back to the start. Three glorious laps of this, because we believe in suffering together.

    Next, we moseyed over for step-ups—ten per leg—just in case our quads weren’t already on fire. Then it was off to the bus stop for a delightful mix of Irkins and Freak Nasties, because I honestly was making up shit as I walked. I was tired.

    With our legs now resembling overcooked spaghetti, we weaved our way through a slalom run, hit some calf raises up and down, and finished strong with 15 minutes of core work, ensuring that every inch of our bodies would hate us tomorrow. Jane Fondas (Steve’s version of them, on steriods). Wife pleasers with a long pause, followed by pulses as well. “It’s the best way to dry out the taint.”

    And just like that, the beatdown was over. It’s been awhile since I actually saw an end to a Granny Beatdown. It felt odd and awkward actually typing that last sentence. Russo prayed us out, and we stumbled off to see what parades (if any) were still rolling in the wind. Thanks for letting me lead, and if your legs still function tomorrow, come join the fun at the Gipper for round three.

  • Shooter’s Bachelor Bootcamp: A Chilly Morning at the Marsh – from Jose10k

    Ah, the crisp morning air, the dim glow of streetlights, and the promise of pain—what better way to start the day? Expecting a quiet two-man showdown per the text, YHCarrived at the marsh at 5:10 AM, only to find Shooter had mustered enough curiosity (or poor judgment) to join. And so, the workout began.

    The warm-up was a mere formality before we hit the streets, where every stop sign became a monument to suffering:
    • 10 Diamond Merkins (because regular ones aren’t miserable enough)
    • 20 Squats (YHC gift to our quads)
    • 30 LBCs or Penguins (because variety is the spice of life—or at least of core destruction)

    And, of course, we ran to the next stop sign, repeating the cycle like a fitness-themed Groundhog Day.

    Conversations of the Morning:
    • Wild parades, because it’s Mardi Gras season and nothing is normal.
    • Shooter’s bachelor palace, which, based on descriptions, sounds part Vegas, part Animal House.
    • A freshly trimmed and washed Lil’ Rick James, who is presumably either a pet or a person that requires clarification.
    • Your humble correspondent’s experience of drunk brothers-in-law attempting to fight him at a 70th birthday party… because nothing says “Happy Birthday, Dad” like unsolicited family wrestling.

    The Lakefront Finale featured:
    • Stair sprints with two calf raises per step, ensuring we’d be walking funny all day.
    • Freak Nasties and Dirkens on the wall, which probably looked highly questionable to any passing joggers.
    • A final round of stop-sign suffering (this time with jump squats) before collapsing in the center of the court.

    And just like that, another Jose-led morning of mumbling, grumbling, and accidental life counseling came to an end. But fear not, because tomorrow brings another round—this time with rucks for extra fun.

    So rest up, stay safe in the Mardi Gras madness, and see you in the gloom. You’ll need the leg strength.

  • Captain Clean Up – from Jose10k

    Moby and I rolled up to the A1C like a couple of action heroes—minus the capes, plus a little extra wheezing. The morning was crisp, the motivation was questionable, but the mission was clear: burpees, squats, running, inclines, steps, slow squats (because why suffer quickly when you can suffer in slow motion?), and even some good old-fashioned trash pickup. Because nothing says “elite fitness” like doing lunges while holding a discarded fast-food cup.

    We weren’t just working out; we were upholding the honor of the A1C, ensuring it remained pristine for whatever parade was about to roll through. And in a stunning display of intelligence, we did it before said parade—because apparently, we love making things harder for ourselves. But hey, someone’s gotta do it, and today, that someone was the Dynamic Duo: Batman and Robin, but with more sweat and significantly fewer gadgets.

    At least we weren’t the splash crowd. That’s all I’m gonna say about that.

  • Core and more Core – from Mobydick

    A beautiful morning and the over 60/70 crew were the only ones out to enjoy it. An extended stretch regime and then the thang. Core and more core. More time in tension than rep count. 2 min crunches. 2 min planks leg lifts etc etc. Close with COT

  • Return of the Deck – from Russo

    Congrats to everyone knocking out RCR this year. Steve definitely held up his end, and with it the end of the month, my thought was to keep the running to a minimum. So mid-to-upper 40s this morning for a krewe of 3 for the return of the deck of death.

    Warmups (IC 10x)
    – SSHs
    – Self love
    – High knees
    – Toe touches
    – Imperial walkers
    – Arm circles

    Thang
    Ye olde tried and true deck of death, using the benches and stage as changes of scenery:

    Spades – urkins
    Clubs – step ups
    Diamonds – freak nastys
    Hearts – BSSs

    Spades – Peter Parker’s
    Clubs – shoulder tap plank jacks (2 is 1)
    Diamonds – lunges (2 is 1)
    Hearts – leg raises

    Spades – Merkins
    Clubs – Monkey Humpers
    Diamonds- SMCs
    Hearts – American hammers

    Before the deck, we made a loop, and between the rounds, we slalomed the columns.

    Mary (10x IC)

    Crunchy frogs
    Hello Dollie’s
    LBCs
    Flutter Kicks

    We finished with COT, NOR, and quick prayer.
    Thanks to the two krewe men for joining.
    SYITG

  • MARSOC Mosey – from Akbar

    3 strong with gloomy conditions. We ran around for a while until the rain got heavy and moved under the court to finish.

    MARSOC short card with close to 2 miles.

    MARSOC Short Card

    1. 30 Push-ups
    2. 30 Air squats
    3. 30 Crunches
    4. 10 Burpees
    5. 10 Windmills
    6. 30 Push-ups
    7. 30 Mountain climbers
    8. 30 Flutter kicks
    9. 10 Burpees
    10. 10 Cherry pickers (4-count)
    11. 30 Push-ups
    12. 30 Star jumpers (or jumping jacks)
    13. 30 Back Extensions (“superman’s”)
    14. 10 Burpees
    15. 10 Grass Grabbers
    16. 30 Push-ups
    17. 30 Lunges – 2-1
    18. 30 Hello dollies
    19. 10 Burpees

  • 2 to 22 too – from Russo

    Cool for some, not for others this morning as a dozen HIM took to the streets to make themselves stronger. Very basic this week as I’ve run out of creativity but not heart.

    Warmup IC 10x
    – SSHs
    – imperial walkers
    – Self love
    – arm circles
    – Good mornings
    – High knees
    – Torso twists

    Thang

    Given the date, I had to throw in the number 2. We would mosey around, stopping periodically for some combination of 2 burpees plus 22 of one or two exercises:
    Lunges
    Squats
    Monkey humpers
    Jump squats
    Merkins
    Wide merkins
    Shoulder taps
    Plank jacks
    Gas pumps
    American Hammers
    Crunchy Frogs
    Leg raises
    Flutter kicks
    SMCs
    Apollo Ohnos
    Freak Nastys
    Step ups
    Box jumps (though only 11)
    BSSs

    Midway through we made it to the Splashpad for two calf raises up each step and 2 rounds of slalom the columns.

    Back at the flag, it was 11 IC penguins, LBCs, flutter kicks and we closed with COT, NOR, A, and P.

    I enjoyed the camaraderie of each of you and thanks for joining.

    SYITG

  • Cold Deck at The A1C – from Einstein

    Cold this morning on the deck of the parking garage at the A1C ~ 28 degrees.

    WARMUP: all IC15x; toe touch, windmills, side staddle hops, arm circles, neck rolls(snap,crackle,pops),
    shoulder rolls, butt kicks, high knees, book covers, single leg hip circles, etc.

    THANG: PAX of 4 – perfect for the deck-of-doom, each pax assigned a suit, performing reps as per the card value

    Jose10K – clubs; plenty of merkins
    Moby – hearts; mix of stretching
    Fletch – diamonds; plenty of freak nasties
    Einstein – spades; simple mix

    2 Jokers run a lap, and one minute of Rocky Balboas

    Plenty of mumble chatter, resulting in overtime to finish the deck.
    Froze fingers could not flip the cards easily, resulting in double overtime.

    Fletch prayed us out.

  • LUNGE-A-LOT at The Gipper – from Einstein

    Cold, rainy, and windy at The Gipper this morning.

    WARMUP: toe touch, windmills, side straddle hops, shoulder rolls, hi-jack hi-jills, butt kicks, high knees,
    snap crackle pops, etc.

    THANG:
    Set 1 12 forward reaching lunges
    12 lateral reaching lunges
    12 posterior reaching lunges
    12 merkins
    repeat above set 1 sequence 2 more times
    run a lap around the Covington water tower

    Set 2 12 forward reaching lunges
    12 lateral reaching lunges
    12 posterior reaching lunges
    12 pike merkins
    repeat above set 2 sequence 2 more times
    run a lap around the Covington water tower

    Set 3 12 forward reaching lunges
    12 lateral reaching lunges
    12 posterior reaching lunges
    12 calf raises
    repeat above set 3 sequence 2 more times
    run a lap around the Covington water tower

    Set 4 8 T supermans
    8 Y supermans
    8 W supermans
    repeat above set 4 sequence 2 more times

    Mary finished with stretching planks – 5 each side
    and a set of BBQ’s hip openers

    T-Claps to Moby for running the lap around Covington – and leading the pack!
    And T-Claps to all for posting in the lousy weather

    Barely Legal prayed us out.

  • Ugh, I guess we need to do something now – from Russo

    Since Pelican and I have been regulars on Friday mornings, the goal has been to move around some, discuss the world’s problems, throw out a conspiracy or two, and generally move around enough to feel ok about eating dessert later. On a scale of 1-10 on the pain train / difficulty scale, we keep it under 4. That’s the reality of the spashpad, and I’m ok with it. Buuuut, we ha a visitor this week: Grundy. He of the “I’m going to do a cake walk with multiple-IC 8 count movements.” Mr. “A 2 .5 hour beatdown is not that bad one you get past the 100 burpees and only have man makers left.”

    So needless to say, we needed to up our game to make sure it was somewhat worth getting up and driving over.

    No Valentines to speak of (regrettably). No candy hearts or flowers or chocolate. Pax of 3 this morning, mid 40 throughout. With doctor’s orders to keep the running to a minimum, we did just that with a Tabata at the stage and benches.

    Warmup (all 10x)
    – arm circles
    – Air presses
    – Grass grabbers
    – Imperial walkers
    – Self love

    Tabata (40 seconds on, 20 off) – alternating between benches and stage – 3 rounds at bench, 2 at the stage

    Benches
    Freak Nastys
    Step ups
    Bulgarian Split Squats
    Urkins

    Stage
    Merkins
    Flutter kicks
    Monkey humpers
    LBCs
    Plank jacks
    Squats
    Penguins
    Mountain climbers
    Lunges
    Gas pumps
    Cherry pickers
    Crunchy frogs
    Shoulder taps

    No Mary to speak of, but we did of course wrap with a circle, announcements, and prayer.

    Thank you gents for joining / reading. SYITG