Unconventional Teaser

Four pax, asystole, ma bell, Mercy Me, banjo for another unconventional teaser. MercyMe is running 10 minutes late. Asystole returns from his extra credit and the remaining pax gather and head over to the front of city hall for typical warm-up. Jog back to the flag, stopping at the handrail for 10 slow count Australian pull ups. Pick up Mercy Me, 10 more Australian pull-ups, and jog to the train track rock pile for an extra large ego Rock; 10 cc curls and 10 rock Rows. [Read More]

Dueling Banjo 2/2

3 pax at Rush Hour June 13, 2017. Asystole, Mercy Me [tardy or not?], YHC Banjo and visitor John for about 15 minutes Dueling Banjo 2/2 Again deadly weapons left behind, Cary has an issue within the city; we attacked, no destroyed that sedate city lifestyle. Jog to Cary Arts Center, 5 rounds of 10 Merkins, 10 Dips. Recover with spider monkeys on the rails. Time caught up with us, Asystole ducks his head in the fountain and then we take a fast jog back to the flags. [Read More]

Time for Deliverance

June 12, 2017 The Twitter machine for today’s FOD workout kicked off early yesterday with a PBX call out for deliverance. Funny how karma works. YHC played along and immediately took the Q spot at #F3RushHour, dueling Banjo Qs in one day. Yes it is time for deliverance. The line has been drawn between the sedate city lifestyle and the unpredictability of the rural margin. Deadly weapons remained at home but the dueling Banjo Qs began in earnest at FOD. [Read More]

Park Day

With project weeks coming at me at breakneck pace, I’m having to fit posts in where I can. Seeing an open Q at Rush Hour Tuesday afternoon, I had a chance to squeeze in a workout between work at work and work at home. As you know, I lean toward covering some ground. TOC has some real estate that I hadn’t seen before, so a consult of Google Maps helped me plot a course. [Read More]

Good Enough

YHC garnered an early spot on the BH Q sign up just hours after the Red Carpet event and still had to wait till today. Despite homestead proximity, YHC was nevertheless reduced to recon mode looking for those undiscovered nuggets of pain. As the Q, YHC is not a fan of the typical and ordinary but rather that ever exclusive diamond in the rough [though some may see it more as a hidden but disturbed rattler that, well, should be left undisturbed]. [Read More]

Sometimes you have to get a little dirty...

…at Dante’s Peak. After stepping outside about 5:15 a.m. this morning, YHC realized that he lucked out with good temps and dry conditions for his VQ day. However, it turned out that it wouldn’t stop the PAX from needing that towel in the trunk for their drive home. 23 PAX were ready to roll this morning - no FNGs and everyone on time, so we were off. Warm-up Quick jog to the basketball courts, by way of the hill. [Read More]

YOBOGOYA

YHC gathered with an unremarkable group of non-pax. Sadly, YHC had to complete alone. So YHC was off to the public library with a couple stops on the way. At the side of the track side of the Municipal Building parking lot, high knees to the end, 10 merkins, return with butt kickers, 10 merkins, Frankenstein’s to the end, 10 merkins, alternating Karaoke down and back, 10 merkins at each end. [Read More]

CARPEx Murph 2017

This year marked the second time CARPEx held its own Memorial Day Murph, and its first as an official region. Last year at this time, the CARPEx/CAPEx naming discussion was still heated. If YHC recalled, Term Paper even had a shirt made up with CAPEx on one side and CARPeX on the other. Ah, those were the days. Apparently they are lost to history, as when the Backblast was searched for, it couldn’t be located on the site for a hyperlink. [Read More]

I heard you like burpees.

20 PAX gathered in the unGloom this fine morning. 19 stayed for the disclaimer. 18 stayed for COT. All got better. YHC had been traveling this past week, missing the PAX after a Monday post at A-Team, then a series of DIY adventures. Time to get back to business. Lucky me, I had time to scout and ponder with PBX before the workout today. Time under a log is always good for introspection. [Read More]

1,096 days

The temperature was perfect. The blue sky was bright with sunshine creeping over the treetops. YHC walked slowly toward the typical gathering spot, catching the bizarre yet strangely comforting sounds of MGMT blaring from someone’s car stereo. It was deja vu. -—- Three years ago on a Saturday around 7:58AM, I found myself questioning many of my recent life decisions while trying to vomit as quietly as possible into a pond so that no one else would see or hear me while they did this thing they called “Mary”. [Read More]