We came, we saw, we kicked its ass! IDk, we ran some miles, threw a football, made fun of Bushwacker and Speedy!
Tag: Parrot Will.I.Am
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I thought Shooter had the Q?!?!? – from Jose10k
Shooter was nowhere to be found except on the Q sheet. Oh well, we ran!
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Paul Rudd looks different in real lofe – from Jose10k
Baby it’s cold outside and we dummies decided to go run out in the freeze. Antman joined us from afar with Speedy destroying all of us. Bushwacker has the Q tomorrow, Die Hard workout on Tuesday, and inquiring about interest for a Xmas Q at the Gipper on Wednesday. Text me if you’re interested…
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Down goes Gisella – from Jose10k
If you know, then you know. If you don’t, then ask Frank. Chilly morning where I was running fast, just not as fast as everyone else. Still no Mandevillians….Where, oh where, is Bushwacker? Brownie hunting….
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Down goes Gisella – from Jose10k
If you know, you know. If you don’t, ask Frank. 4.5 miles this morning in beautiful crisp Covington. Again, where’s Speedy or Bushwacker?!?!?!?
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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!