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  • Back to the Boatyard – from TurboTax

    It was back to the boatyard with our coupons this morning in the Gloom after a warmup of Imperial Walkers, Peter Parkers, Hillbillies, Parker Peters, Seal Jacks, Shoulder Taps, SSHs and Merkins, all IC 10x, with 5 burpees OYO to wrap things up.

    Four cones spaced 10 yards apart comprised our playing field. Each round consisted of an exercise with the coupon first (swings, around the worlds, figure 8s, and V seated shoulder presses) followed by a coupon carry (suitcase, overhead or soldier), mixed in with various modes of travel (jog, backpedal, shuffle, skip, lunge, bear crawl, crab walk, frog jumps) and capped off by a 30 yard sprint.

    After six or seven rounds, we made our way back to the shovel flag with a few stops for Manmakers.

    Bean prayed us out after BBQ confessed to various offenses and then we were off to start our respective work days.

    Thanks for letting me lead guys. It’s always fun.

  • Dodging balls

    The pax met up last Saturday on the lakefront and quickly moseyed to Lamarque st playground. (Almost to quickly as the sun wasn’t quite all the way up yet…so a warm up ensued to let the day break a little more). The pax the divided up into two teams to play a version of dodgeball called “pinball.” Pinball is a game that originated in the 6 the grade PE class of YHC. The object of the game is to try and knock the opposing teams pin (cone) over. Some F3 modifications were made to keep the game in constant motion and the recommended HR above 160. If one is tagged out with a ball, 25 SSH, 10 merkins, and 5 burpees were performed to allow re-entry into the game. Also, a team exercise is of choice was performed if the cone is knocked over…

    The precise rules of the game were somewhat hazy, as the last time YHC played this game, he was wearing tight rolled jeans, a hyper colored shirt, and the new Bo Jackson sneakers from Nike.

    The cone is supposed to be in the paint? You can’t guard the cone? You have to knock the cone over, not just hit the cone? Oh well, who cares… let’s just play…

    A good time was had by all. The pax then moseyed back to the lakefront for COT, name o Rama and prayer.

    Special prayers for mathlete and his family, especially for his younger brother as they heal from the loss of their father.


  • Run and Remember

    -“A thousand tragedies a day, but the one’s that hit home are the most real.”

    I heard about Lexington, SC FiA’s Diane “Digits” Wells’ unfortunate and untimely death Tuesday morning while she was doing something we City Hall Scramblers take for granted…running. She left behind a husband and 3 small children. Digits was a leader who lived the FiA principals. As an avid runner, she did everything right, wearing reflective clothing and lights, but was still struck down in the middle of a crosswalk. Her story occupied my mind while we ran.

    While we celebrate Jesus’ birth and the myriad of blessing in our lives, please keep her family and friends in your prayers.

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    WARMUP

    10xs IC:

    Toe Touches

    Windmills

    Imperial Wackers

    Willy Mays

    Fire Hydrants

    Tradish Old Mandeville route at an 8:30-8:45/min mile pace

    6 sets, each x10, 1-count IC:

    High Knees

    Squats

    Merkins

    Plank Jacks

    COT

    Q prayed us out, with special intentions for Digits

    Many thanks gentlemen!

  • F3 Thursday, Take 1

    There we were, gathered in the 73 degree gloom, preparing for pedo-strata combat like a small band of wearily tremulous skirmishers, ready to embark on Part 1 of, what would be for some, a 2-part F3 kind of day. The insights were keen, though the conversations garrulous as, with the under-the-wire arrival of Chewy, we were off without so much as side straddle hop or imperial walker.

    Perseverance was the battle plan of the day along the scramble route. For some it was giving it their all to keep up and catch up, while for others it was the sporadically concerted effort to not far out-pace the rest of the illustrious PAX. And for yet at least one other it was keeping his bowels under his own power.

    For those of us who are acquainted with the mastery of skill over his craft that Chewy has, there is a respect, admiration, and appreciation. Having tweaked his back in the arduously entertaining ultimate frisbee beatdown of his own design last Saturday, Waterpik, was quick to accept the grace of physical therapy-on-the-go that YHC, among others, have been the the recipient of. Further proving his worth, Chewy was tapped by YHC to take us out with 10 minutes of ballistic stretches and yoga, but not before Garfield and Coconuts were initiated into the Dice of Doom fraternity with 10 putins and 15 side straddle hops.

    For part 2, a Maverick-induced 8:00pm beatdown followed by F2 will be a fun change of pace this evening.

    YHC prayed us out with a disjointed rambling of appreciation and acknowledgement for the influence that we all have in others’ lives and they in ours, and how we are all held in one set of almighty hands.

    Thank you, gentlemen, for another rousing scramble!

     

  • Shark Week at the Scramble

    A quick warm up of arm circles and LBCs before starting the usual 5k run and a surprise at the end of the pier, an actual Shark from the Lake! Children beware.

    Run was completed in 32:00 by the official time

    Back at the playground we tried two exercises from the new Army Combat Fitness Test

    2 Min of Leg Lifts

    2 Mins of Hand Release Mirkins

    Count-off, Name-o-rama (Cudos to Spocket for the new recruit), COT

     

  • Fall weather at the Scramble

    With predictions of massive heat waves by meteorologists in the forecast, one would not expect to arrive to mild temps and little humidity at the end of July. Then again nothing stops the men of F3 from posting, whether it be 100% humidity with 105 heat index or 16 degrees with iced over roads. Taking a quote from the movie Field of dreams, “if you build it, they will come!” Well we don’t build structures at F3, but when we post we build great relationships with strong men who care and share daily life as we F2 through a beatdown.. For this YHC, the fellowship is always welcomed and appreciated!!

    Made the walk through the park to the illumination of Sprockets headlights gleaming through the trees to plant the flag.. Shortly after Chewy arrives with great energy engaging in chatter of his recent 20 year high school reunion in recent past. As Sprocket and I engage in the chatter with Chewy we reflect upon how the ones we remember from back then and the paths in which they have taken may not always add up to what we thought may have been.. However, given the opportunity to take yet another breath and join these men on this beautiful Gloom only reassures this YHC to be mindful and count each moment as the blessing in which it truly is, in this journey called LIFE… Not sure where I was going with this but there it is..

    Began with IC to 15 Good mornings, Windmills, Butt kicks and SSH..

    Off and moseying through the streets of our peaceful and most serine city of Mandeville.. Journeyed our standard route with a brisk pace and mumble chatter along the way. Returning to the AO with a few to spare for some Yoga stretching to close. Q looking forward to Chewys upcoming ISI challenge in August!!

    count, announcements, COT

    Thanks to Sprocket for closing us in prayer!!

    Always grateful to Post with you men, thanks for keeping me accountable!!

    ✌🏻👊🏻💪🏻

  • Helping Hands

    There have been many times that QIC has thought about coupons to spice up a beatdown. Honestly there has also been a  lot of forgetfulness or unpreparedness that has spoiled such ideas. Not this time! Gentlemen, we have garbage bags! Turning the scramble into an easter-egg hunt of sorts, the PAX was prepared to rid our 5k route of every scrap of litter it spied.

    Beginning in a more intentionally subdued manner:

    10 deep inhalations and exhalations (eyes closed IC)

    15 toe touches IC

    Off we went! Unfortunately (or fortunately, depending on who you asked) YHC didn’t grab quite enough garbage bags, and so Chewy and Sprocket mosied empy-handed, more able to focus on their run. The rest of the PAX, upon entering the stretch of road leading to the vaulted, though never close, gates of sunset point, were scrambling at every wayward piece of refuse the eye could detect.

    Upon Pelican and my later-than-the-rest return due to a little Wacker gimpiness, there was  just enough time for 1 throw of the Dice O Doom by The Pelican himself. Much to the PAX’s delight, 25 putins were all the Dice demanded of them. Waterpik prayed us out, and cold water was had by all!

    As some altruistic professionals are never off-duty, Chewy took the time to do a little diagnostics on YHC’s leg issues. I’ve always been quite impressed by the glimpses I’ve had of his knowledge, as well as the true passion he has for his craft. Final diagnosis: there’s a broken Bushwacker who has a lot of “pre gametime” work to do.

    Many thanks, gentlemen. I appreciate you all more than you could know.

  • One to grow on!!

    With another year in the books the YHC arrived at the Scramble on his birthday Q. To no surprise the regulars, with the exception of one Bushwacker 🤔decided to post and celebrate in the festivities. Jumped into a short warmup before we embarked on our standard Scramble route..

    Warmup

    15 IC Toe touches

    15 IC Windmills

    15 IC SSH

    Started our Mosey with Chatter of the previous nights Arkansas/Oregon State game ending in a way, which surly would have a betting man thinking how did that just happen.. Come on!! Let’s hope a routine  pop up with 2 outs to win your first Ship doesn’t come back to put the Razor in their Backs figuratively speaking.. Enough with the hate of an SEC foe, go Hogs!! Returned to the AO for 42 Merkins and two rounds of  protractor with each PAX calling out a degree of leg extensions.  Something the Q picked up in his travels to Charlotte this past weekend.. Closed with 21 IC LBCs. For those with better math skills than I equals  42 hence the one to grow on..

    Appreciate the post gentleman!!

    Count, announcements (Choppa considering a Q featuring a beefed up Murph at a post near you), COT

    Much thanks to Sprocket for the pray out into the day!!!

     

  • What the Heck Happened Here? (Can We Say Heck?)

    Home is the place where, when you have to go there they have to take you in.

    -Robert Frost

    So Thursday at the scramble there was no Ocho. Other than that, I don’t remember too many specifics. Now I know why there’s a lot of back blasts that never get written – because, after being delayed for a day or 3, the Q can’t remember what went down… no excuse!

    THE THANG (I THINK)

    25 merks

    20 hi knees

    25 merks

    20 windmills

    THE SCRAMBLE

    As we ran our traditional route, I was observant of a few things. Number 1, The Hermitage subdivision, otherwise known as “the loop”, has become a very busy pre-dawn venue for fitness-minded nonresidents, especially random F3  brothers who ambush you during your run (not Capatin Sparkles this time). Number 2, If you want a premier example of what being consistent with F3 can do, look no further than our brother Sprockett. Although he had already been crowned with his F3 moniker by the time I first met him, he was fresh to the scramble. He has made serious progress in his performance levels. T claps to Sprockett! Number 3, though the tide may ebb and flow, no matter how much we F3 attack the refuse that lay in our paths, we will never eradicate the litter problem of Old Mandeville.

    POST SCRAMBLE

    Upon completion of our mighty 5K, it was core time. YHC has decided to bring back the ab assault to the people. Now as for this day, it’s already been mentioned that memories can fade quickly, and this is being written a full 39 hours after the end of the glorious beatdown of which YHC speaks, but there was a strenuous count of twist crunches, a lovely series of supermans and bananas (a la P90X/Chewy), and finally a run of putins.

    COT

    Many thanks to Burgundy for your solid message to send us out to face the day (Better late than never).

     

  • Revival, Repost and Reverance!!

    The Scramble proved this YHC wrong on this Gloom. As I awoke this morning thoughts came over me knowing that a few of the regulars (Steve/Waterpic) would not be posting. I began wondering if it would be a solo post of sorts. Those thoughts were quickly erased with the revival of the Wacker of Bushes/Pelican and the repost of Sprocket who has become a regular Scrambler and the Reverance to a Hall of Fame Wrestler welcome (FNG) JYD. Nice job to Choppa for EHing!! With Chewy and EiEi arriving with 15 seconds to spare the numbers quickly swelled to 8 men, which is a great number considering all the past men who were once regulars (Captain Sparkles/Butt Splice/Burgundy/Sea Bass) and had they posted we would have surly shattered any previous record the Scramble had seen in its past..

    warmup

    All IC 20 SSH, Imperial Walker and Windmills.

    thang

    Standard route on this Gloom would provide the PAX with a community activity along sunset point where what appeared to be a setup by the Wacker. It  was as if the test of trash pickup needed to be taken to another level and indeed it was as half his journey consisted of carrying a garbage bag filled with the goods collected along our path to the return of the AO. We wrapped up with 15 IC Merkins, 15 IC LBCs, 15 IC cross crunches left/right and closing with 15 IC Hello Dollies. Naming of JYD proved to take us all back to a time of Reverance to the WWE and WWF.. Welcome JYD!!

     

     

    Appreciate Choppa for praying us out!!

    ✌🏻 to everyone on this holiday weekend!!