We'll take it from here, Cardinal

Early Thursday morning, YHC was stirring and came across the news of young Taylor Phelps, F3 Cardinal, out of Knoxville TN, who had horribly passed away during his Virgin Q (VQ) at a workout on 1/11/23. For Thursday’s workout, I incorporated one small element of his planned workout, 15 double count Freddy Mercury’s. We did them at the very end of our workout, and after the workout was over, I shared that his planned workout looked extremely hard, and I would be hesitant to try it. [Read More]

Kettlebell & Coffee on a Monday Morning!

Looking to wrap up the year stronger than I started I felt it was time to lift heavy things with a group of 23 others HIM. That along with the promise for some trunk coffee and perhaps the need to check off a few last boxes brought me out to Hells Bell’s this AM YHC gave disclaimer, searched for FNGS and with non present we started with the pledge then mozy the pickle and starting with [Read More]

Let's get swole!!!

So for some strange reason YHC signed up to Q this morning. The day after running a 1/2 marathon. Not the best plan, but at least Hell’s Bells is typically limited run. Also, YHC does not typically post at Hell’s Bells, but I’ve been around long enough so what the hell? Here’s what we did: Warmup: No FNGs. Mission statement and pledge and offff we go for a mosey around the parking lot and up the street. [Read More]

Making Tortoises Great Again

Approximately 4 years ago, after months of EH’ing by CHiPs from South Wake, YHC made his F3 debut at the premier Wednesday limited run AO in all of Carpex. I say approximately because there is no backblast for the workout. But it was the 2nd Wednesday in August, if my feeble 51 year old memory is doing me any favors today. It was rough. Yogi had the Q and I’m pretty sure I coded at least twice during the workout. [Read More]

Learning Portuguese

Big crowd this morning, fortunately there were more bells than pax. Two or three pax with an EC run, plus Kwik Stop for EC tire flippin'. Warm-Up Lap around the parking lot and circle up for imperial walkers, Sir Fazios, copperhead merkins and squats, control freak good mornings. The Thang Tabata, 20 seconds of work, 10 seconds of rest, four rounds, four sets, four exercises, with a lap between each round. [Read More]

Starting 11

Who would have imagined how closely today’s Hell’s Bells would mirror Poland’s sorry game against what should have been a lowly Slovakia? But I suppose it was meant to be when the work out proceeded in a manner so similar to the game itself. Here’s how it went down. Pre-game: National anthems were sung and close-ups of millionaires mouthing the words were shown. Most of those on the pitch were born-and-bread representatives of their countries but, much like the Portuguese coach of the Polish team, some are foreign born. [Read More]

FRIENDS DON'T LET FRIENDS MISS LEG DAY

Of course the day before I’m supposed to Q Point Break, I come up lame at a workout. Well, maybe lame is a bit harsh, but I did tweak my neck/back doing world’s worst merkins and thought maybe I should avoid anything like that at my Q. So low and behold, leg day was in the cards. I had to show up early just to run around Waverly a bit since I hadn’t been to Point Break in over a year. [Read More]

Cinco de Mayo de Sucko

Goal: Have fun and do some stupid stuff. The stupid stuff started early: The first thing that you should do when you Q is to show up early. YHC made the site Q’s anxious by showing up at 5:29ish - it all started El Crappo. Disclaimer in broken Spanish at 5:31: Buenos dia hermanos Este esse effe tres FNG? No? OK. Yo no es professionale Y yo no tengo dinero [Read More]

Masked Men in the Fog

6 of the usual #ao-carpex-maskers-of-the-universe PAX showed up this foggy morning. The shovel flag was planted where the usual Point Break pitchfork flag is placed, but the island didn’t seem to mind. Teen-drive Ashbury thought about doing donuts, but decided to park at the far end of the lot instead. No FNGs, said the pledge, then moseyed down the road to the parking lot home of the essential worker in the small blue sedan that shows up to work before 5:30AM every day. [Read More]

Birthday Month

It was a chilly morning when I rolled into the site sometimes known as ATeam, sometimes known as Dazed and Confused, and today known as Maskers of the Universe. I noted two things immediately. First, I was late. Second, I was Q which meant everyone else was actually too early since the Q is never wrong. “5:30 start,” Meatloaf said. He was scanning the landscape for holes full of mud since one had attacked him the last time the Maskers posted at this site. [Read More]