As most of us know, F3 has 5 Core Principles. On that list, number three is “Are held outdoors, rain or shine, heat or cold.” That was definitely put into practice in SOGA this AM as there was more rain than shine.
YHC arrived at The Pub a little earlier than normal. And by early that was still only about 0525. While there are usually several PAX already there by the time YHC arrives, there was no sign of life in The Pub parking lot. The threat of rain was forecast for several days, so YHC figured that may have kept some in the fartsack this AM. As YHC kept dry in the comfort of the car, several questions arose: What if no one shows? Should I just go home? (of course not) How far should I run? (Mortimer 100 is right around the corner). Would a quick sprint be enough… Wait, what was that flash? I looked up and saw Gump darting around the outer edge of the parking lot running in the rain. Looks like this was not going to be a solo journey. About that time Stinky Bird came pulling up followed shortly there after by Diva.
Keep it simple. To Martha’s and back…
I hate running in wet shoes so the entire time YHC was dodging puddles and thinking of the nirvana Whoopee would have experienced had he been running in all of these puddles.
All 4 PAX ran at least 5 miles, and then we huddled in front of Publix.
Announcements:
F3/FIA Convergence in Fort Mill (or Rock Hill, somewhere in Pre-Georgia)
The Rooster
Prayer Requests:
Gump’s friend
JJ’s aunt
Prayer to take us out.
Until next week…