9 doods had…the time of our lives…and we never felt like this before. And we owe it all to PBS. The weather was delightful. The ground was moisty. I think a lot of doods were tired, and it was humid, so this was a grind. Grinding produces results and is
Tag: Gutterball
No Rain
Call us a cantaloupe that can’t see. It was in the upper 60s and humid as 10 PAX posted with coupon for a nice workout. YHC found out yesterday afternoon that the calendar was quite empty – so with the threat of rain and only hours to prepare, a deck
180 BPM
A warm 71 degrees for this morning’s “gloom”. Coming off the Meet the Mountains festival, there was an excitement around F3 that brough 13 PAX to the flag. No FNGs today, but there was a certain energy level and mumblechatter…that is until we exercised it away. DISCLAIMER COP Imperial walkers
A Slow 60 to the Top
It was one of those good mornings, 63 degrees, 6 PAX, 6 Coupons. We were ready to go. DISCLAIMER COP Rocky Balboas IC x25 Imperial walkers IC x10 Hillbilly walkers IC x10 Abe Vigoda IC x10 Through the Tunnel IC x10 Willie Mays Hays IC x5 Sticky Butt Kickers IC
4,3,2,1
Today is Saturday. It’s 0630, so that means it’s F3 time at Arrowhead and only the most dedicated, hardest working dudes unass themselves from the fart sack and show up. Or they’re just the one’s that didn’t have a scheduling conflict. Either way, 6 of us were present. DISCLAIMER PRAYER
A Little Rain Never Hurt Anyone
9 PAX (including one FNG) met at the temporary, maybe new, Arrowhead location, behind the school. DISCLAIMER PRAYER COP Heavy arms and shoulder warmup for the Thang. THE THANG 2 groups of 4 were created. Each group started with a 3 lap run (about 100 yards per lap). Then, had
Omaha
5 brave and husky Clydesdales came out in the rain to be told what to do by yours truly… but it did not end up the way it started. With our covering removed by the wise leaders of our wonderful city, we had to stay in the pouring rain the
Double digits on a Tuesday
The sky was dark. It felt like a black velvet blanket covering the sky. Meanwhile the fog hung low and think like soup. Well more like chowder or seven some extra spacey chili. The temperature was perfect; well at the very least it wasn’t too hot nor was it too
Game of Chance
The temperature was in the low 70s but the air was thick. It was sticky. The kind of icky that makes a butt kicker seem like it was slathered in Crisco and sprayed with a can of PAM. Not that extra virgin olive oil kind, but the slick Original where
Push/Pull – Don’t forget your rubbers
Beautiful mid60s this am, a morning even Zippo could appreciate. 7 PaX showed up to see what Etch was talking about when giving the PreBlast saying Push/Pull/Partners…. Props to Daisy for the early am Ruck. Today, we had a once in a lifetime special ordeal….. Jake was on time. That’s