The role of Largemouth will be played by his understudy

With just under 12 hours on the clock before the start of Kryptonite, the call went out that Largemouth was dealing with a stomach bug. So I dusted off the script, prepped for the part and took the stage as the Q for a morning performance. And although the audience was visible upset, no one left the theatre and demanded their money back. We mosey across the street (hold up, car right) to the parking lot. [Read More]

A Day That Will Live In Infamy

Word Count: Two of Burt’s morning “ablutions” When Hello Kitty put out the call for someone to cover DZ I was on-the-fence about taking it. It was Theismann’s birthday Q week and there had been abysmal turnout the previous four days–maybe 2 or 3 people on average and only those because they couldn’t get a spot in a clown car to another AO. But then after agonizing over it for a while I remembered great Q’s have to make hard choices so I decided to sacrifice Theismann’s feelings for the greater good. [Read More]

Pickles and Wheelbarrows

19 Strong for this last Q of 6. Pledge of Allegiance Pax feeling strong as we mosey to farthest points of Bond Park so that innocent eyes may be spared of what’s to come. Warm up Steve Earle - Squat to a Hillbilly Theismann - Affectionately named by Ma Bell - Arm circle with coordinated foot circle out front Nancy Kerrigan - Leaning forward on one leg, with other leg extended back, circle arms Good Morning 100 Pickle Pointer - The opposite of a Pickle Pounder, from your six, lean back and rest on elbow to form an inverted plank, thrust pickle to the stars in cadence. [Read More]

Birthday B.O.M.B.S

I"m always leery of the use of the aforementioned especially when on a public school campus in light of where we are as a society. In the case of today, the subject gave reason for concern for all within the immediate proximity but not need to worry about one’s personal safety. Disclaimer, Pledge of Allegiance Warmup The magic number of the day is 42 and we did so for Side Straddle Hop, Mountain Climber, Cotton Picker, Crunch Frog and Merkins. [Read More]

No Mucking Way!

September 17, 2018 YHC was inspired last weekend. He spent Saturday prior running around in the mud in Denver for an MS charity. Knowing he had to figure plan a workout for the old crew on Wednesday AND that it rained a little bit in the area, inspiration quickly took hold. Not knowing exactly WHAT they were going to do, he definitely knew WHERE it was going to happen. There was even a PSA on the site AO days ahead of time. [Read More]

Ode to Smaug

As a fan of the Lord of the Ring and Hobbit series I just had to run with this when I found it. The Pax showed up strong this morning including a FNG (kinda) Shut In, Parker and YHC got some ECP in early to get the blood flowing. When the bell rang this is how it went down. Disclaimer (because he wanted to be a FNG but really wasn’t. In truth I was a little confused so he got the disclaimer) [Read More]

Bruisers and Flying Circus dance

The gloom started great as we all gathered in anticipation of getting started. I started counting my Bruiser brothers and only had 4 HC including YHC. We were missing 1 … Disco Duck. As the 1 minute warning was echoed, still no DD. I checked my phone for a Slack message but there was none. DD did not show so I stepped in to lead the boys. I DM’d DD to check on him and he stated he had to fartsack because his whole body was speaking to him not in a good way. [Read More]

From Florence to Flora

If you’re like most of us much of your time, mental, emotional, physical and spiritual energy has been spent either preparing for, getting through or rebound from Hurricane Florence. And rightfully so. One of the great things about F3 is that it allows us to escape from the daily stresses and toil in a whole other way. This is how we went from Florence to Flora. Pledge of Allegiance Quick mosey that found us running backwards and high kneeing because I knew Frisco was enjoying himself too much. [Read More]

Slow. DOWN.

Occasionally, I like to sit on my porch and tell the kids (and defecating dogs) to stay off my lawn, to complain about the weather, reminisce about walking to school, upAndy, in the snow, both ways, and to yell at the cars to SLOW DOWN. That was the genesis of this workout. And, like almost any old man story, that is completely false. I actually realized about 1/7th of the way through Ma Bells ridiculous Hindenberg workout at FOD (the OG of Tuesday Carpex AOs) that my form was becoming exceedingly sloppy and rushed. [Read More]