You Get a Rock, You Get a Rock, EVERYBODY GETS A ROCK!

 Posted on February 5, 2020  |  2 minutes  |  415 words  |  

YHC continued my tour of the West Carpex AOs that started my F3 career with a trip to Field of Dreams. This trip was bound to be a good one with the plethora of choices the Q has at their disposal, and I hope the PAX got exactly what they paid for with their expensive F3 membership. Warm-up: YHC noticed that the PAX were quite happy to see one another this morning, because the mumblechatter was on point to start. [Read More]
airbag  badlands  bogo  clementine  compound-w  dirty-bomb  doogie  dr-evil  ezekiel  five-hole  franklin  gump  headroom  hermes  kilmer  liverpool  nature-boy  old-maid  parker  pigeon  pivot  shut-in  sidecar  spit-shine  term-paper  trike  two-factor 

Downtown Theology Tour

 Posted on February 4, 2020  |  3 minutes  |  609 words  |  

This is the first week of Disturbing the Peace’s new location. Hamm, one of the site Qs, went to check to see if anyone missed the memo and alas there was 1, so he pointed him in the right direction and we picked him up on a mosey through town. I was afraid folks would miss the old site, so I decided to do a fly by. We actually visited a few of the churches in the greater POGL area this morning. [Read More]
bad-company  beefcake  big-red  bobby-boucher  chicken-little  deuce  hamm  imp  jigglypuff  lucky-charms  rooney  schlitz  short-circuit  silver-fox  sour-mash  traffic-cone  wahoo 

Smoking rocks

 Posted on February 4, 2020  |  2 minutes  |  225 words  |  

Is there a better Tuesday morning activity? I think not. Wake up, stretch, say good morning to your homies, and get that party started. Yeah baby. Let’s get snakebit. If you haven’t been to FWD lately, my oh my how things of changed. They’re even slanging dranks out there. Burt with that Bud Light Seltzer even. YHC had no idea. It’s the perfect place to play through to, if you catch my drift. [Read More]
burt  chipper  flouride  smokey  yoga-mat 

"A Near Flawless Q" (their words, not mine)

 Posted on February 3, 2020  |  2 minutes  |  300 words  |  

0500: A little EC run with Michelob, Wonderbread, GTL, OOfta, and YHC 0530: Circle up for **Mary **Good Morning, Windmill, SSH **Thang 1 **Bataan Death March (w/ a twist) Break up into two groups for a little Indian Run; Catch Me If You Can; Group Exercise Combo. The entire group performs an exercise together, EXCEPT, the HIM at the back of the line. He performs his own exercise. When the group is finished, they take off. [Read More]
augmented  biner  denali  gtl  honeycomb  imp  michelob  oofta  silver-fox  squatter  wonderbread 

Do It Again

 Posted on February 3, 2020  |  3 minutes  |  522 words  |  

No this is not a backblast inspired by the popular Chris Brown/Steven Furtick worship powerhouse. And no, that is not the same Chris Brown. Come to think of it, there are some theme ideas cooking there. Maybe we’ll see those come out in the next couple weeks. Probably not though. 7 PAX joined YHC at the darkest AO in West Cary on a Monday morning… and per Sub’s assessment, it was at least 6 degrees colder than in Raleigh. [Read More]
disco-duck  jigglypuff  loom  ma-bell  one-four  sub  the-commish  torpedo 

Dora, Pull Ups, Burpees....

 Posted on February 3, 2020  |  2 minutes  |  329 words  |  

YHC was excited to serve up a post Super Bowl beatdown this morning at Hells Bells. Although I have not Q’d this workout in a while (actually I haven’t put my name on the Q sheet much at all over the past few years, but that will change for 2020) I was looking forward to giving the PAX something to do on this fine Monday morning. Pledge at the flag. No FNG’s and off we go…. [Read More]
ausfahrt  bubba  crimson  earhart  hottie-toddy  meatloaf  red-ryder  schlitz  sega  side-out  term-paper  the-joker  theismann  traffic-cone  triple-lindy  wahoo  yahoo 

Who Qs the day after the Super Bowl?

 Posted on February 3, 2020  |  2 minutes  |  283 words  |  

Add New Post ‹ F3 Carpex — WordPress [class^=“ai1wm-icon-”] YHC may have not paid close attention to the events for February 2 when he signed up for A-Team, but no matter. 23 PAX braved the Monday morning oophs and got after it at A-Team. YHC, cognizant of his personal head pain, and assuming he was not alone, started the PAX on a community walk. It was glorious. But glory gives way to vanity, and vanity gives way to pain. [Read More]
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2020 Krispy Kreme Challenge

 Posted on February 2, 2020  |  7 minutes  |  1415 words  |  

So it doesn’t happen in F3 unless there is a Back Blast. My stomach lining would disagree with that after a dozen donuts. It might even make its own “back blast” all over your shoes. But rules are rules so… This morning 15 HIMs showed up for a pre-race Murph. I was glad when Old Maid read a short piece about Lt. Michael Murphy and the sacrifice he, his team, and the teams who tried to extract them made in that battle. [Read More]
banjo  biner  bluewater  burt  flenderson  frisco  greenbow  half  jigglypuff  joe-smith  kermit  ma-bell  old-maid  player-one  red-ryder  schlitz  spit-shine  the-commish  theismann  triple-lindy 

A great start

 Posted on February 1, 2020  |  3 minutes  |  505 words  |  

I’ll be the first to admit that I did loose some sleep night before, I did end up rewriting my workout ideas multiple times, I did have some anxiety. And once we got rolling that morning I did suffer a bit from my winke. Mumble chatter was prominent, for certain. But I was warned. Despite all that after all was said and done it sure did feel good. What a great start. [Read More]
adjacent  bluewater  chipper  denali  disco-duck  earhart  full-house  goose  grease-monkey  greenbow  half  hermes  lookout  ma-bell  red-ryder  scarecrow  shipyard  smokey  snip  staubach  texas-ranger  vhs 

Fat. Man. Relays*

 Posted on January 31, 2020  |  5 minutes  |  936 words  |  

When you are 5'9" and 145lbs. in high school, with most of that mass residing between your calves and waist, you have sprinter potential. Unlike some Carpexers, I prefer my running to max out at about 400yds. If I have to pace myself, it’s not really my bag, baby. The discus throwers, shot-putters et al. liked to make fun of us skinny fast dudes because of all the running we had to do while they drank beer and threw heavy stuff. [Read More]
badlands  banjo  beaker  compound-w  dirty-bomb  dr-evil  ezekiel  gump  jigglypuff  nature-boy  sidecar  skipper  sky-blue  spit-shine  swag  the-commish  trike