A Grundy beatdown in 2019 wouldn’t be complete unless Sandy showed up. And showed up she did. But let’s warm up first. Warmup included, Seal Jacks, Butt Kicks, High Knees, and Nolan Ryans. All of them were in cadence. We then moseyed to the parking garage to meet up with …
Never has the PAX been greeted by a larger amount of refuse at the Marsh. Obviously, it was a raucous affair for mother’s day at the park. As YHC was going about the all too routine affair of picking up the AO, Shooter pulled up and slowly ambled from is …
YHC walked up to a healthy group of scramblers with words of salutation dripping from his already blustering pie hole. Never mind the fact that the thus-far gathered PAX were in the middle of a round of mumble chatter that caused looks of contemplative concern on most of their countenances. …
Q began his journey to the Gipper after picking up Bushwacker at the old WD parking lot.. Upon arrival we noticed multiple cars and trucks converging on the gravel parking area for this mild Gloom.. As each PAX emerges and meets by the flag, the ole faithful pre thang runners …
It was as if the LIGO super collider had been activated and, through some rip in the space time continuum, produced three Q’s instead of the usual one for Tuesday’s beatdown. Either that or no one signed up to Q Granny and we did a Round Robin. Dimensional warping …
Nice turnout at last week’s 10k Au Lait. Interesting conversation on the run and a great way to start a Sunday. A quick reminder; 10k Au Lait is gaining traction, but we need more folks to participate. We meet every Sunday morning at 7:00 at Abita Roasting in Downtown Covington. …
At the zenith of the Cold War, the Soviet Union and its satellite states held May Day parades every May 1st to demonstrate their military might for the Free World to contemplate. Fortunately for those of us old enough to remember school time nuclear war drills in which we learned …
After a quick disclaimer and Warmorama (18 x SSH, 18 x Toe Touches, 9 Windmills), the Pax moseyed westward and partnered up to commence a frisbee golf challenge. We had 18 holes i.e. crawfish trays (‘tis the season!) with a total course length of ~1 mile. For each hole, one …
Arriving a little early to tackle what would most certainly be an unfortunately large amount of litter waiting at the Marsh, YHC was also greeted by an itinerant millennial hanging out. We exchanged a few pleasantries and he was extended a beat down invite before Shooter and Pik simultaneously rolled …
5 PAX converged on the Scramble to post before the rain showers arrived.. YHC noticed Water pik already under the lamp post as I emerged from the park.. With no vehicle in sight Q realizing Water Pik had gotten in a little pre thang by running from home.. Garfield emerged …
