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4am. 10 month old is up and Daddy Dooty begins. Roughly 510, YHC sneeks out of nursery, dresses and hits the door in hopes to make the 520 pre run. As I come flying in, I see an empty parking lot. Luckily, Denali arrives a few min later and we take off on a leisurely stroll through Cary’s finest back roads. 542, we both realize we are going to be late getting back. [Read More]

This was Q #5 and I keep thinking about what makes for a good beat down. If yesterday at BH was a pan-seared steak and then put in the oven to finish, today was all about the slow cook, a nice crockpot set on the counter emitting aromas that fill the house with love and warmth. Hanson and YHC showed up for EC and ECP respectively. If you ever have a chance to run some EC with Hanson you won’t regret the push and the fellowship. [Read More]

Pre-Blast 7 Bottom Feeders for 1.31 miles of bear crawls, burpees, and crabwalks at the limited run, Claymore. All of Frisco’s four personalities were present. The Warmup Pledge of Allegiance at the flag Run to the top of the short hill, turn back to the lot. High knees across the lot. Backwards run high knees across the lot. Side shuffle left across the lot. Side shuffle right across the lot. Karaoke left across the lot. [Read More]

What a great morning for a Danger Zone workout. #MDZGA FNG Dan joined us, the disclaimer was given and off we went. Quick Mosey around the pickle and circled up for the warm-up. **Warm Up **Good Mornings, Windmill, Steve Earle, SHH Mosey down the trail to the big loop. **Thang One **Partner up - Partner Squats x 15, Partner Clap Merkins x 10, Bropees x5; Run in opposite direction and meet at the other end of the loop. [Read More]

Being that it is YHC’s birthday, and that birthday is shared with the Man in Black, himself; the late, great Johnny Cash, this was supposed to be a Q to honor the man and his music. Well, it started out that way, but slid off the rails just a bit. One should expect that anytime Frisco is present for a workout, but YHC can’t really pin this one on him. [Read More]

Today was the last day of YHC’s 52nd year on this big blue ball, so what better way to send it out than a nice game of 52-pick up, kettle bell style! A few PAX narrowly avoided penalty burpees by sliding into the parking lot just as we launch. As it turns out, they’d get plenty of burpees later on. #foreshadowing Warm up Take a circle of the parking lot, the long way, stopping at the flag for the Pledge of Allegiance. [Read More]

Eleven HIMs gathered in the fairly well lit, narrow parking lot of Annie Jones Park expecting a limited-run boot camp workout. This is, in fact, what was to be delivered to said PAX. First exercise, the Pledge of Allegiance. In a well-disguised foreshadowing of things to come, a high knee/karaoke mosey to the lot next to the tennis courts for… Warm Up SSHs, Good Mornings, Moroccan Night Clubs, Overhead Claps, Plank Jacks & Control Freak Merkins. [Read More]

Woke up early for my VQ at 4. Anxious to get started I guess. Decided it was too early to get up, and slept until my alarm went off. What’s that I hear? Rain? Great, need to modify already. I planned on doing step ups on the bleachers but did not want to risk the safety of the PAX so had to come up with an alternate. More on that later. [Read More]

With Eagle One in town, you know him as F3 Red Baron (but truth be told he will always be Dad), I had to ask the QIC’s for this day if YHC could steal a spot. Tclaps to Red Ryder for stepping aside. Brother, I owe you one. So, with Red Baron sitting shot-gun to Wolverine we went. Pax huddled up, with an FNG on-hand and a stellar disclaimer, we were off. [Read More]

I had so many witty things to say about Frisco and my competitive, can’t let things lie, defensive, out-to-prove-something nature that led me to Q Claymore. It’s inconvenient, unfamiliar, and starts at 0545. BUT, DANG-IT, I CAN Q WITHOUT RUNNING! However, we discussed “being known” beyond the superficial this morning, so I will try to live up to that. Here’s the snapshot of me circa 10pm on 05Feb2019: I am thoroughly exhausted after having worked 24 hours in the last 48 - after late nights in the lab on Saturday and Sunday; hoping I can make results by force of will and struggling to be a positive mentor/manager under the incredible stress of just needing s**t to work; coming home to an equally exhausted wife who has one child in bed early for punching his sister in the face, the second child in bed early with vomiting, and the third child (the punched sister) still up an hour and a half past bedtime clamoring for back rubs and screaming that she is having spooky, spooky, spooky, spooky, spooky, SPOOKY dreams (False - you’re not asleep) (UPDATE: M is now sleeping in her bed). [Read More]