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Folsom

Big crowd at Folsom this morning, even an FNG! Circled up for a proper warmup, then headed to the Folsom block pile!

Started with Thrusters/ Block swings, 20/1, 19/2 till the numbers flipped, a lot of whining about the thrusters which I take as a compliment!

Merkins/ Big boys same thing on the reps! Head back to the launch for “iron hulks “!
Welcome FNG Ty Peeler, now known as Pony boy!

Prayer request/ announcements/ pledge

Good crowd this morning, thanks for letting me lead!

 

Extinction Run III 3/4/23

Extinction Run – Three!  The best weather yet!

The weather was threatening rain late in the week but looked to be staying away from Saturday.  Or did it?  Even with rain late in the day Friday the course was still in good shape on race day.

Fifty-Two runners plus an unsuspecting neighbor out for a sad clown run found themselves participating in Extinction Run III for the benefit of Strong Like AK.   The weather was great, and the runners were ready.  Here is how it went.

Run format: One mile run against the clock; one mile at a time. Each loop begins and ends at Primal Brewery. From the start the first mile must be completed within the 13-minute time limit. The second mile cannot be started until after the 13-minute mark. Second mile pace and each mile following are reduced by 15 seconds. Mile two must be completed within 12:45 time limit, mile three within 12:30 and so on. Runner must meet the time limit to proceed to the next mile.

We started with a quick welcome, a very brief disclaimer and we were ready to go.  Forty-some runners toed the line at the start.  One rolling the course and another running on all fours.  Gotta show to know!  Off we go!  Some runners sped through the first lap and other paced themselves for a long event.  A quick reset of the timer and we were off for lap number two. A couple of miles in we lost a few of our runners.  The Extinction Run Cheer Dino came out to egg on the runners and lead the spectators in the chicken dance.  This is not just a run its a family event!

The kids under 12 division wrapped up after the four-mile mark.  The women’s division pushed to 20 miles and the men pushed even farther through 24 miles.  Their last lap was at a 7:15 pace.  That might not sound fast to some of you bat flippers but when its your 24th mile, that is fast!  Two guys came down from F3 MeCa to challenge the GasHouse runners.  When Landlord and Phidippeds checked in I knew we were in trouble.  YHC knows both of these guys and knew when they signed up we were going to be here a while.  Mile fifteen hits and the field although smaller looks very strong.  Two women on the course and four or five men if my memory serves me.  At mile 17 & 18 Flintstone had the look of determination on his face that he was going to chase these guys right out of Gaston County.  On mile 19 the clock caught Flintstone and on mile 20 the clock caught our top women’s runner.   Landlord and Phidippeds sped through four more miles until they threw in the towel.  So, in a gentlemens blind draw Landlord took home first and Phidippeds second. YHC believes Landlord had one more mile in him so the medals went to the right hands.

This brought Extinction Run III to a close. Great job by everyone!

Here are your winners!

PAX
1st Place = Landlord (MeCa PAX)
2nd Place = Phidippeds (MeCa Pax)
3rd Place = Flintstone

Women’s
1st Place = Lanna Kwon
2nd Place = Stephanie Fox (M Norwood)
3rd Place = Raquel Cedeno (M Orangeman)

Kids 12 & Under
1st Place = Phelps (Norwood 2.0)
2nd Place = Cruz Surrat (Freon 2.0)
3rd Place = Cara Surrat (Freon 2.0)

Due to the length of the race our medal ceremony was broken up into smaller pieces as runners and their families had to move on with their other weekend plans.  Next, we pulled the winning 50/50 ticket. The 50/50 pot grew to $231.  The winning ticket would take home $115.  Musicbox pulled Little Caesar’s (Roscoe 2.0) winning ticket and with a nod to his old man Little Caesar had Musicbox toss his winnings back into the Extinction Run pot for Strong Like AK!  Way to go Little Caesar!

Thanks to Primal for opening early and letting us take over their brewery and parking lot.  Thank you to our volunteers!  Eh Yall!, Mainframe, Mayor, MusicBox and Roscoe.  With their help and the generous donations from our PAX and families we raised $1,060.00 for Strong Like AK!

Hope enjoyed it.  Until we do it again!
BOS

Q vs. Q – Landslide victory

The final matchup of Flintstone’s inaugural creation occurred at the GasHouse with a healthy crowd of eager attendees. Much like our political world in recent years, it seemed some men showed to vote against one candidate possibly more than for the other. We are fortunate as Americans to live in a democracy where our right to vote can be cast on whatever criteria we choose. As F3 men, we are truly Freed to Lead as our guide manual is titled. Coupled with one of the principles that each workout is Peer led, that element paints unique pictures for us not only to observe but participate as well.

First, it is an honor to have been selected among this elite group. I really have not Q’ed much in the past year, so my reputation of past performance likely carried some weight among the preliminary round. Once the matchups were set and due to some scheduling conflicts, I ended up against Sister Act. Truth be told, SA was one of my 5 nominees. Despite his general douchyness, his workouts are always a challenge in the simplistic choice of exercises. We love to give him a hard time for his limited Weinke but if you push through it, you will be smoked, no doubt about it. Strategically, I deferred my Q to the 2nd half. Partly because SA pre-accused me of a douche move to not identify the changeover location. Easy problem to solve – I graciously invited SA to go first. To my surprise, he actually led a warm-up with 10 reps of SSH, 5 burpees, 10 x Hillbillies, 5 burpees, and 10 x Gravel pickers. He gruffed “let’s go.” As Site Q at the GasHouse, we typically say the pledge at that point. As we moseyed over to the library, whether by reminder or intent, we paused for the pledge. I guess SA does love our country.

SA began with a circuit that included Big Boys, merkins, Imperial Walker Squats, and Burpees (you knew there’d be burpees) then run around the book drop-off circle. When you returned, perform Seal Jacks or pick up the 6 until the six was in. The first round was 5, followed by 10, and then to 20. SA took notes as to who got the six as that is a medal award at the yearend Christmas party. Freight has apparently set his sights to add that award to his collection. During about round 2, Slaw straddled SA during the merkins to give some Navy love to our Q. It was one of those memories you can’t unsee. If you were absent, be glad for this reason. We then moved to what SA called Iron Plank or something he claims to have created. A ratio of 1:4 Mike Tyson (you knew these would be included) to Mtn Climber. The Q said “on my count” which ended up being a fleeting glimpse of his leadership. Somewhere after round 4, there was no more “iron” in this as SA took breaks between each exercise, resting on his knees and adding Moroccan Night Clubs. This even became too much iron for our leader as he was so winded his cadence became inaudible. Thankfully Pockets picked up for the Q because we were going to 10 MT’s and 40 MC’s or else. Many opted out at this point which is probably why SA got so few votes. With a few minutes left, SA “created” another new combination to perform Route 66 Merkin/Bear Crawl something-or-other. We began at the bottom of the parking lot and slowly worked our way up to maybe 7-10-ish reps? SA had lost complete control at that point with steady mumble chatter affecting any ability to lead. Buzzer sounded!!

Time for me to take the reins of this sled. We moseyed to the front parking lot of First Presbyterian Church where a circle formed and I acknowledged the work completed, but if they could give me whatever effort they had in the tank, we’d push through my brand of Q. Admittedly, my Q’s are not the most difficult. In the attempt to be creative, I realize I tend to overcomplicate at times (the hell you say??, not really, I do…) but I always have a purpose.  Either to target a particular body group or purpose of the Weinke. To ease into this thing, let’s do some core-cardio. On the timer was 25 seconds for each exercise with NO rest between:

  • Burpees (because SA says it’s not a true w/o unless you have burpees – box checked)
  • 4×4 (4 merkins+4 Mtn. Climbers, stand up, repeat) I counted these out loud for all to hear without getting winded, maybe that got me a vote?
  • Squat Jack Twist – yes, like a dance move but good cardio; feel free to get jiggy with it at your next Q
  • Crunchy Frogs – groans from the PAX – that’s a good thing
  • Jump Squats – PAX hate these too (I’m doing something right)
  • Turtle Crunch – I’m likely the only one to include this so had to demo, you should try it
  • Goof Ball – in honor of former Nantan – Sargento (secured another vote there)
  • American Hammer – because America > Russia
  • Alternating Lunge Jumps – yes – in F3, these are called Bonnie Blairs – thanks for paying attention
  • Ski Abs – insanity move that Freight and I are the few to employ this cardio-core burner

Next up was something I had done previously but with a much smaller and quiet audience. It was a Q fail on my part. But you know how politicians will sometimes step in “it” causing their teams to perform damage control? That was this routine. This is one of those occasions that it looked good on paper. I asked the PAX to find their own parking spot (this was a challenge in and of itself). At the bottom of the space, do 5 HR Merkins. Bear Crawl forward to the curb, 5 Mtn Climbers, Plank Walk right for Plank Jacks, Joe Hendrix back to the other side of the space for 5 Mike Tysons. Poorly executed by the Q and I realized the train was getting off the tracks…let’s move the Main Event.

Rounding the corner was my elaborate set up with a party tent acting as Short Sale’s Tavern of Torture. I had coupons in the form of 6 empty kegs and 8 cases of beer. For this special occasion, I contracted some bartenders to assist me. Our prayers have been for Turtleman in an enduring battle. If his attitude and fight can’t inspire you, nothing else will. This was an opportunity for him to be engaged with an F3 event and while Turtleman is a nice looking fellow, I needed some eye candy.  Hooters isn’t making millions of dollars just for their chicken wings and beer pitchers. So Turtleman’s M Christine and another friend Nancy were my bartenders to handout menus for the PAX. What’s on the menu you are now wondering? Well first, let me further explain, in the parking lot, spaced at the end of two islands and in the middle of the islands were 7 stations, aka “bars” named after the other QvQ participants:

  • Freight’s Mad Dog Saloon
  • Ball Joint’s Bud Light Garage
  • Whoopee’s Honky Tonk
  • Broke’s Sour Grapes Wine & Cheese Bistro
  • Roscoe’s ‘Coon and Cocktail
  • WireNut’s Gates of Hell Biker Bar and Fightery
  • Sister Act’s Lonely Hearts Lounge

This effort required partners to team up, go to my bar and request a menu which my lovely assistants would give them a menu – no trading out unless you were willing to drink a beer penalty. The menu stated if a coupon was needed. It directed them to a designated “bar” for a set of exercises that were all familiar and needed no further explanation. Most menu’s required multiple stops along the circular route. Once the menu (i.e. circuit) was completed, return your card and get another one. Goal was to complete 3 rounds. In total, there were 18 different workouts on the cards. Despite SA trying to stir the chatter, for this part of the workout, my instructions were clear. There were 4 levels of workouts:

  • Lightweight
  • Buzzed
  • Piss Ass Drunk
  • and Blackout (“Call an Uber”)

I intentionally paired with SA and Doodles as we had an odd number of PAX. SA complained the first round wasn’t as hard as his. True, but there were a mix of workouts, so for Round 2 we stepped up with this 3 bar circuit that had 5 burpees, 10 werkins, and 20 squats at each station. SA complained of his knee hurting and having to back it down. The other circuit worth mentioning was the Beer Mile, except it was only 0.15/mile and each PAX had to drink 2 beers. The overall winners were Slaw and Pockets who selected one of the cases/coupon’s as their prize. With only a few minutes remaining, we bid our bartender’s farewell. I offered Roadies of beer and/or water which some of the PAX accepted my bribe to enjoy along their return to base.

Once back at the Schiele, the PAX voted via notecards. Would they prefer the double black diamond or the creative effort? On SLACK, SA had forecasted the event would be similar to my Wolfpack’s ACC game against Clemson – a competitive first half followed by the Pack’s fizzle in the second to lose big. Fortunately I escaped the curse known as #StateShit and the PAX enjoyed my Q significantly more than SA to the tune of 16 to 6 (one PAX voted for Freight). Winner, winner, chicken dinner. And fortunately for you, the backblast was written in a little over 24 hours; another vote for me.

Prayer requests: Flintstone’s dad beginning radiation treatment. Announcements: Speed 4 Need at the Community Foundation Run – tell Broke if you are pushing. Relay running event at the Whitewater Center – see Flinstone. I took us out in prayer.

Moleskin: Thanks to Flintstone for creating this event. It has definitely increased the attention in what may have been a “normal” workout. I’ve participated in 3 of the 4 matches and all have been well attended. Each Q has brought their best effort. Being on the home turf at the GasHouse made it comfortable for me. Sister Act tends to draw the negative mumble chatter and I had a few votes in my pocket before the workout began. At least for this round, my effort was noticed by the majority of the PAX. The coupons and elaborate grandeur bought me a few votes, as did the free beer. I spent a good chunk of my week, including a half day off to plan everything. But a win over SA are bragging rights that will last a lifetime, someone remember to put that on my tombstone.

Now it’s on to the semi-finals where I’ll match efforts against Ball Joint. A man after my own heart who provides beer bribes as well. Looks like I’ll have to dig into my toy box of creativity. I hope you’ll join us Friday morning at Downtown where you can first hand experience the workout for yourself. I will give my best effort not to disappoint. Until the next one, thanks for the opportunity to lead.

Short Sale 16

Sister Act 6

 

 

1 hour of Omaha

We’ve had great numbers recently at the Yank but I knew today was going to take a hit, Q vs. Q at Gashouse and BOS put out a clown car opportunity to MeCa a few days ago. But we are there for whoever shows so here’s what I remember.

I was hoping for even numbers so we could play with the blocks Tiger purchased last week and left in the Bunker. 7 HIM joined me by 0700 to say the pledge of allegiance. We moseyed down to the Bucker for the warm up and block werk but the blocks weren’t there. After doing a quick scan we realized they were either stolen for nearby construction or by the city since Tesla talked us into leaving them in the open rather than hidden in the trees. Oh well move on.

Warmup: stretch, gravel pickers, toy soldiers and merkins.

My weinke was out the window due to no blocks so I improvised. We ran over to the side street next Everyday Cafe where we bear crawled two parking spaces then stopped for 10 squats, there were about 10 spaces. We stayed close for some Dora 1 2 3. 100 merkins, 200 shoulder taps and 300 LBCs.

Next we ran to Hawthorne hill for triple nickel of CDDs at the bottom and Big Boys at the top 5 times.

We ended at the track for Tesla’s favorite fourth quarter routine bear crawl slalom.

Back to The Fighting Yank statue for five minutes of Mary: burpees, ab work and a few more burpees.

Announcements:
Lunch at JR Cash’s 3-22 noon
Community Foundation run 4-1, sign up and help push three Speed for Need chairs
F3 Dads workout 4-15 0700 at the Yank
Time laps at Whitewater Center, see Flintstone
Multiple Grow Ruck events

Prayers/Praises:
Orangeman’s grand baby to be born very soon
Fannie Mae sister-in-law
Tigers mom
Jane Fonda family’s

YHC took us out

Pleasure to lead this morning and remember to always be prepared.

Coconut Horse – Plan

Following the Extinction Run, a good group of guys gathered at 0630 in the Harris Teeter Parking lot. Most had their ruck sacks  intending for a recovery exercise. All except one. Stroganoff fresh off completing 13 (I think?) miles at the Extinction Run put two fingers on the “f-ck it” button and pressed hard cashing in another 5 miles. JJ joined him. The rest of us took what has become a staple route into Heatherloch so Scratch (Hunchback’s pup) can burn some energy before drop off at his house on the return. BOS and Flintstone lead the way. The rest of us grouped together.

We returned inside the HT for QSource, Chapter 9 of Extreme Ownership’s Plan written by Leif Babin. They used a rescue mission of a hostage as the premise for the lesson. Proper planning begins with mission analysis and directives for the team. The plan must be understood on all levels. Leadership must be briefed clearly and concisely but the boots on the group teammates must be empowered and know the roles well enough to execute which may include covering for someone else if necessary. Once the mission/project is complete, a debrief can identify relative strengths and weaknesses to improve for the future.

Until the next one:

Short Sale

Grapes of Wrath

21 toatal for the QvQ at Midoriyama thursday. This was a matchup we all paid a price for. Me vs Broke! Broke pulled a Freight by campaining a bit. When I pulled up he had voting signs put up with big check marks beside his name. It was great. He also had several bottles of wine sitting out to obviously bribe some for their vote. As you can tell he’s a democrat. He probably offered some money for people to stay at home and not have to workout.

Warmup:

Flintstone started things off with some very flattering words about both of us. Thank you kind sir we are both honored to serve.

I took the reins to start. No time for warmups it’s 5:30 in the evening.

The Thang:

Mosey over to the long parking lot across the street. Line up on a line. 117 yards away there was another line and some cones. Yes 117 yards for those that were asking. I went back and measured the parking spaces=9′ and counted the spaces=39= 351′. The Pax were instructed we would run to the other line and do 3 burpees. The kicker was we would be on a timer and for every man not across the line in time we would add a burpee. We started with 26 seconds. Everyone went a little too hard out the gate not really knowing how long it would take. Most settled in pretty well after that. After our burpees I instructed the Pax we would do the same thing going back, which is slightly uphill, and do 3 jump squats. After that round the fun part started. I informed the Pax that I would be deducting 1 second. It is now 25 seconds to get there. We continued this for my entire 20 minutes. We mixed in some 10 counts as I and I’m sure some others were near merlot. The Pax were hustling! We recieved extra reps a few times but no more than 3-4.

Broke took over and took us back to tha main parking lot where he had 5 cones setup about 10 yds a part for some suicide sprints. Yep more sprinting! By this point most of us were out of sprint. He had us do 10 reps of an exercise then suicide sprint all of the cones. Next 20 reps and sprint. We did this going up to 50 reps and then started back down. Perfect form merkins, squats,  wide arm merkins, hillbilly’s, and hammers I think. With 5 minutes to go he called us to circle up. He gave the challenge-5 burpees, 5 Big Boi’s, 5 squats as many rds as possible in 5 minutes. The winner gets a bottle of wine or if you merlot you get a merlot. Slaw, Gumby and someone else I can’t recall all got a bottle and Broke got 3 votes!

The vote was tight. It was tied coming down to the last vote where of course I was victorious! I retrieved my 2022 Best Q medal, which is kind of like my raslin belt for this competition. There were some laughs and some boos as I entered the circle as the champ. I felt a little like Rick Flair. Some loved him and some loved to hate him. He played his part just as I have learned to play mine. All in all it was smoke fest and a great day for all involved. If you didn’t a little better on Thursday you weren’t trying…..meow.

COT

Pledge

Announcements-Sign up for the community run/Speed for need 4/1, 2nd F lunch at JR Cash 22nd

Namerama

Prayer Request-Gumby’s family, Ratchet’s sone/family, Purple Haze’s foot, Turtleman, Huck

Moleskin:

I mentioned playing my part. I read Mr Vice, something Dredd wrote, and it just felt right. It is what many of us call a douche canoe but like most things it has it’s purpose. I’m not saying I’ve got this job nailed perfectly but I’m honing my skills. Either way for those that boo, get annoyed, and roll your eyes at my ways just know I’m not just a cocky A-hole. I’m a cocky A-hole that loves you. Read below a piece from the writing and a link for the whole thing.

 

But his main job, the one that (depending on how well he does it) makes the difference between a successful dining-in and one that just checks the block, is to be an asshole. Mister Vice is supposed to be an asshole, but not the kind that nobody wants to be around because he is a pointless irritant motivated by his own selfish reasons. Mister Vice is another kind of asshole, a guy who dispenses irritation with a point and purpose that is necessary to any gathering of men.

How a good Mister Vice does that is far more art than science, but there are some characteristics that all the successful ones have in common. He must be a tremendously observant guy with a sharp wit and acerbic sense of humor. He must possess an encyclopedic knowledge of arcane uniform and conduct regulations, violations of which he must be capable of spotting at great distance. He must also be self-disciplined enough to remain marginally more sober than everyone else so that he can stay one step ahead of them as the night progresses. And, most importantly, he must truly love both his unit and the men he has been tasked to serve as Mister Vice. Absent that last characteristic, he’ll devolve into the wrong kind of asshole, the pointless irritant

CHAPTER EIGHT: Mister Vice (collisionlearner.com)

Don’t Forget Scrat

5 PAX ran or rucked The Halfpipe. Scrat was there so she should get some sort of credit.

Announcements
3/9 and 3/11 – QvQ
3/22 – 2nd F Lunch – JR Cash in Mt Holly
4/1 – Community Foundation Run
May – Time Laps at the Whitewater Center

Prayer Requests
Stroganoff Mother-in-law and Gastone Father-in-law
Radar’s sister
Ratchet’s 2.0

Prayer to take us out.

Until next week…

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