F3 New Orleans

Tag: 10k Au Lait

  • Mandevillians Don’t Wite Back Blasts – from Bushwacker

    Or so Jose claims, but today Jose didn’t run…

  • I chose the path less traveled – from Jose10k

    Runners ran, some of us took a wrong turn

  • No Mandevillians – from Jose10k

    An extra hour of sleep and we ran

  • I Like the Older Boys😳 – from Bushwacker

    Imagine the reaction when those words came out of Tank’s mouth as we were gathered for rehydrating and caffeinating at Abita Roasting! Of course, he was reminiscing about his childhood, inspired by the chemistry of Duke and Will I am (having a 2 year age difference). That’s right, the 2.0s are taking over the Au Lait! In training for the Turkey Trot, and inspired/excited by tales of Will I am’s consistent participation, Duke chose to attend his 1st Au Lait and persevere through his 1st 4 miler. With support from the whole PAX, he started in earnest, the energized 8 year old leading the way. At the 2 mile mark, QIC and qicJr turned back, while the rest surged onwards to push through the rest of the current route. Meanwhile, Jose, who has always run the the beat of his own drummer, had fallen back to take his own abbreviated track. From out of nowhere, he swooshed up from behind a struggling short-round, to encourage him with his stoic presence, ubiquitous soundtracks and teacherly words of wisdom. The three intrepid adventurers carried on to the end with every ounce of vigor a breakfast bribe could muster. Within scant minutes, the rest of the men appeared from around the corner, having traded Steve for Will I am! Of course, OCD Steve was just rounding out his Garmin-tracked mileage to 5.0. Beau and William played cornhole and breakfasted while the titular phrase passed from Tank’s lips like an uncurated comment caught on a hot mic….
    All this to say, a great group of men enjoyed more great mumble chatter on another great run marking another great Au Lait!

  • 2 Fast, 2 Furious – from Steve

    Got stuck with two knuckleheads who both wanted to “push” this morning. 5 miles at a sub 8 min pace?!? Uhhh.. no thank you.

    Bean, Legal, Parrot – see what happens when you don’t post? Things go off the rails and the leisurely Sunday run somehow morphs into race day.

    Great coffee though – more good stories about Tank’s wacky neighbor, crazy Olympic feats, and how Speedy likes to do “puzzles” and “coloring” with his lady friends.

  • Goodness Gracious Great Ballz of Fire! – from Bushwacker

    The PAX showed up deep… Ballz Deep! 7 men started off, picking a a bicycling Bean with his own burning ballz (recovering from a minimally painful, though high anxiety snip) on Vermont. Tank, and BD trailed YHC, who was trying desperately to keep up with Speedy, while Shooter, Legal, and Bean moved at a leisurely pace with lively mumblechatter on a lovely morning. Parrot had spread his wings for some early miles and flew about as he saw fit. As per usual, the Future-Olympian Will I Am jumped in and blazed back to the coffee spot on our return. Sweetly satisfying Sunday shenanigans were shared and some EH was thrown about at the finish line upon meeting Zack and his buddy, training for the Northshore Half. Until next week meet,

    SYITG

  • Synchronizing Our Cycles – from Steve

    6 men ran
    5 miles, drinking
    4 coffees afterwards, discussing
    3 things,
    2 of which were the Olympics and womens’ cycles, and
    1 of which was the unnecessary trip to Acquistapace’s that has been saving marriages in Covington for decades.

  • I just felt like running! – from Jose10k

    A bunch of people ran.

  • Runners….Assemble! A double 100s on double 07 – from Jose10k

    Double pairs of 100 burpees before 5 miles were ran. Most after, one runner prior to the 100.

  • 7.564k Au Lait – from Steve

    I don’t know, it just doesn’t have the same ring to it.

    But hey, that’s what you get when you cut off two fingers and a few left turns. Apparently Legal and Bean could further trim the route if Tank doesn’t return from his European vacation soon.

    T-claps to Parrot for getting some extra, and to William for his ever-improving one mile sprint.

    Coffeteria followed, where we learned not to wade into Bushwacker’s reading history – some things you just don’t want to know.