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  • When: 05/24/2018
  • AO:
  • QIC: Allen Tate
  • FNG's:
  • PAX: Pale Rider, Bedpan, Cod Possum, Roadie, Huckleberry

Six men took their #DRP and resisted the comforts of their fartsacks. This was a smaller crowd than what seems to be the new normal, but what we lacked in numbers, we made up for in work.  There were various reasons why people didn’t show: work, sandy V, etc… Cod Possum, which is Roadie’s brother was back for the second day in a row.  Roadie was running late by his time (still way early on Sparky’s time).  At 0530 it was time to clock in.

Warmup: Gravel pickers, Hillbilly and SSH all x 10IC.

Mosey to the flag.  On the way we stopped for sandy V and WW2 x 25.  At the flag: pledge, 22 for the Vets and LBC x 25.

Mosey to the Amphitheater and partner up.  P1 holds balls to the wall; P2 does the exercise.  Exercises were 10 burpees, 20 merkins and 30 lbcs.

Mosey to the lower shelter. Dips and step ups. Rinse and repeat.

Time was running low so we mosey back to launching point for Mary.   Exercises were Freddy Mercury, lbcs, v ups and one other.

TIME

Annoucements: Patriot 5k and Memorial Day Murph.  Post somewhere.  Warrior Dash.

Prayer requests: the Self family, Oompa’s Father in Law, Allen Tate’s Mother in Law, kids taking exams… and something I feel like I’m missing.  Sorry men, but the Lord knows.

BOM: Allen Tate took us out in prayer.

NMM: guys its been tough getting back at it and staying at it. Feels almost like starting over. But i appreciate the fellowship and the friendship and the push to stay with it. This is one special brotherhood. And in the world we live in today it is much needed and appreciated. Much love for my f3 brothers.

Chief Allen Tate