YHC sped into The Pub parking lot to find a crowd of PAX already circled and waiting. After jumping out of the car, grabbing the shovel flag from the trunk, and planting it boldly into the ground at the preeminent Thursday morning SOGA F3 Gastonia AO, YHC looked down at his watch to find that there were 20 seconds to spare.
The PAX ran towards the Sambritches. Once again, none were found (do they leave and go for breakfast?). Twelve went out; twelve came back. Some ran at least 5 miles. Some ran less. All pushed the rock.
Announcements
Tubing Trip (6/22) – Oops, that’s in the past
Convergence @ Gashouse on 6/29
Schiele Laser Show in July
Ragnar – see Defib
Prayer Requests
Stroganoff and 2.0’s trip
Westward Bound Trip – Roscoe’s 2.0
Lost Teen
Prayer to take us out
Until next time…