chanticleer

Flip Flop, disco duck, smokey, Burt, Joe Smith, largemouth, Chanticler, Hermes, pierogi, shank, coney, Banjo Recently YHC was in Chapel Hill where Yanni led the pax through 50 prom night Merkins to the pax chagrin, as is if those glory days were not a bar set high, much like Burts high school fro bringing him in at 5'10". This is real stuff for these men of action. Hermes alone would scoff at such a weak execution and bow out that chest and announce three or four more rounds. [Read More]

…Now tell me what ya gonna do, When it ain’t nowhere to run (haha, Shut-in reminded me of this Bone Thugs-n-Harmony song and I think I’ll start my next Q with this in the background) F3 started for me in Churham at The Falcon approximately two years ago, later spending 1 year as Co Site Q at Tobacco Road. After moving from Durham to Cary 1 year ago this month, I was past due for my first Carpex Q. [Read More]

“Who you spend time with is who you become. Proximity is power.” - Tony Robbins This quote came across my Twitter feed this weekend and I loved it. Right away it made me think of my F3 brothers. The ones I see everyday that help make me better. Not only physically but also, through fellowship and faith, a better man, husband, dad, son, coworker…you name it. I sat there proud thinking of the people I surround myself with because of the good it does in my life. [Read More]

Sleds in July! YHC dusted the cobwebs from the ol’nog’n to come up with a limited run workout that would entertain the PAX looking for a fast pace…. Here goes. Shutin stated to Aspartame at 5:25 oh there will be others. And as he finished that sentence in roles 4 more…. Something about Kryptonite, is it the 15 minutes earlier, or the location. YHC was pumped to have 7 PAX show even with the limited run preblast / warning. [Read More]

18 of the best looking gentlemen in F3Carpex convened at the greatest Area of Operation in the nation: DangerZone! A FNG roared in a sweet looking 1962 Mustang (could have been a 1954-1968 Mustang, I have no idea, but it was a classic car nonetheless). Small talk and Smack talk ensued until 5:45 a.m., and we were off to run around The Pickle…… …..ooops, forgot to give disclaimer to FNG. In an unprecedented move, the disclaimer was provided by YHC to the mustang guy while on the run, who then said something about his niece being bad, YHC “I’m sure she’ll be OK”, FNG said something like No my sneeze is bad, YHC “probably the humidity”, then FNG yelled at me “My knees are bad”! [Read More]

15 PAX showed up for the third installment of YHC’s Q week. Rumors of Sharknado swirled (pun intended), but an audible was called, and a beatdown then delivered. The McCants Warmup: Jog, backwards run and bear crawl around the pickle, Derkins, Dips, Urkins, walking balls to the wall, lunges, walking balls to the wall, gorilla walks Thang: 11s on the field with burpees and CCDs, Suicides with recovery on People’s Chair and Balls to the Wall [Read More]

Thank you BO Site Q/ Twitter Owner whoever you are for reminding me of my Q this am. I was well on my way to Cave Workout until I saw the tweet. Whew. Hating that I will miss the 1776 workout on the 4th (no, not really), I thought it would be fun to do a thematic workout this morning. I busted out the red-white-blue apron and wore it over my USA Tank. [Read More]

Dozens of PAX gathered on the grounds of Bond Park this morning for the second installment of YHC’s Q-o-Rama. Most were unaware that between Rip Tide’s being, in, out, in, out, in, and then out again of the Topsail convergence, YHC had pre-blasted a clear clue to today’s theme: Fa la la la la, la la la la. Warmup: SSH and jog to the field Thang: Christmas in June (because YHC is effing busy come July), Days 1-12, and then Days 12-1, all single count (because YHC is cheap) [Read More]

17 men showed up on the least gloomiest of mornings in hopes that their Q shopping choice would pay off. But let’s be honest, when your choices are Largemouth or YHC, it’s not pretty either way. Warmup: Quick jog around the pickle to the wee-man’s basketball court. Homer to Marge out the gate (Yoga Mat’s gotta a date week with M), 51 SSHs (HBD CD), 10 penalty burpees (as YHC missed CDBDQ), hackey sacks (never again), GMs (just because), and FMs (YHC loves random Mary). [Read More]

We had a solid crew at Kryptonite this morning and apparently the mumble chatter started early. When YHC arrived 2 minutes before the stated start time, there was already rumblings about whether or not I was aware of the 5:30 start time. Kelly brothers bet wrong, Term Paper had my back. Hermes was Switzerland and Chanticleer, Denali and Fluoride had yet to arrive. Boys were getting out of their cars as the clock hit the appointed hour so off we went – down the path toward the amphitheater, 2 quick lefts and a right and circled up at the light for [Read More]