F.O.D. (Finally On-site, Da*#it)

Despite Bartman setting the bar pretty low for Site Qs (here), I still think I manage to limbo it more than hurdle it. Having missed the past two weeks at FOD due to illness and fartsackiness, I was on the hook for the Q today. Since, as the site Q, I was my own back-up, I kinda sorta had to show. I think there is a lesson here… Beaker’s Beginnings (The Warm-Up) [Read More]

A Happy Ending

37 degrees but it feels like 22. Or something like that. Five PAX in various get-ups designed to buffet the wind and cold gathered around where the flag is supposed to be at The Green Mile. The smell of burnt rubber was in the air. Everyone there had on their running shoes, so once Old Maid picked out which gloves he was gonna wear we were ready to begin. Warm Up Yog the 0. [Read More]

Remember the Alamo

The Alamo fell on March 6, 1836 after a 13 day seige. To commemorate the anniversary of the day, 16 PAX remembered the Alamo. We started with the Pledge and then moseyed in pairs up the road to the top of the parking garage where we circled up. Warm up - 13 reps of SSH, Hill Billy, Arm circles, plank jacks, merkins. Thang 1: The Blockade Runner relay with two lines down the length of the parking lot. [Read More]

Run/Walk

YHC and Crimson haven’t be able to go to the same workouts very often since YHC has been running more and Crimson was recovering from some knee trouble. So, out of that, the theme for this morning was born. Some of us would run and some would walk. Turns out Smokey called an IR so that fit even better. Here is how it went down! 5:30 - no site Qs thus no flag so a quick disclaimer and we were off. [Read More]

Teaching Ponies Some New Tricks

Preamble Good thing Kittibonz posted the Q sheet on Slack Sunday or I might have forgotten I had the Kryptonite Q. Once reminded, I was all in pre-blasting my intention of throwing some blue collar beatdown on these one-trick ponies that gallop around the AO. Not to worry; I know these thoroughbreds gotta eat. That said, methinks they were all a’skeered they weren’t going to get their miles in - which is why the parking lot was unusually full of cars and devoid of PAX when the West Cary clown car arrived. [Read More]

Foggy Day, Sore Shoulders

YHC continued my tour of the AOs, which formed this PAX by traveling south to the Wolverine. One of my first times posting here, Hi-Liter had the Q, and YHC wanted to pay a good memory to that HIM with this beatdown. Warm Up: Mosey to the Basketball courts (allowing for a slight detour on a sidewalk which leads to nowhere, thanks Cary). 15 Windmills (Faster windmills than they cared for according to the MC from the PAX) [Read More]

Disruption

disruption the act or process of disrupting something : a break or interruption in the normal course or continuation of some activity, process, etc. There were 20 dudes who were at the AO known as Bounty Hunters, by the time it ended. Some of them were doing a run, others did the Main Event. YHC didn’t have a count of exactly who was doing what. And this backblast really won’t focus on that little detail. [Read More]

Lexicon P, Q, R

16 PAX for a rainy day workout. Some for a run while some had to endure Lexicon P, Q, R. Welcome FNG Daniel - now called Shrubbery. Pledge Prisoner Indian Ran to lower parking lot. Warmup 10 Peter Parker 10 Plank Jacks 10 Prisoner Squat 10 Randys 10 Red Bull Smurf Jack Thang 1 Quadraphilia - 2 light poles backwards, 5 Prisoner Squats, 1 light pole forward, 5 Red Bull Smurf Jacks, Repeato Thang 2 [Read More]

Wolver-bata

22 men decided to start their week off right at Wolverine, where we attempted to force our collective Garmin watches to register some anaerobic benefit of a workout while logging few miles for my recently-post-long-run knees. And we succeeded with a custom-built Tabata-timed work out featuring only ONE thang, repeated three times. Each exercise was 45-seconds AMRAP, with 15 seconds to transition onward. Hand-release Merkin Flutter Squat Australian Snow Angel [Read More]

Deconstructing Decomposition

It was a good day at the Green Mile. You’d never have guessed that we were recovering from school-closing-level inclement weather that terrorized Wake County just one day ago. Eight HIM avoided the well-advertised long run to Durham and worked their whole body while tooling around Cary. The beat-down began as the just-setting full moon lit up the night. We warmed up thoroughly after the weather had dropped about 30 degrees over the last 24 hours: plyo-jumps for length and height complemented karaoke, butt kickers, and high knees during three loops around the track. [Read More]