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Here we are! My first ever Limited Run Q! I’d been to Claymore once before (and Tortoises about 3 times), but limited run always makes me nervous… nevertheless here we are. 6 for EC down to Lake Pine and back via the Greenway. FNG Check / Disclaimer / LET’S GO Warm up: GM / IW / SSH / HB / SFAC / rSFAC / OC / CP / Merkins / MC / PJ / Calf Stretch [Read More]

Pre-Blast 16 HIM pushed themselves and grew stronger at Phoenix. Tecumseh was there. The Warmup Pledge of Allegiance at the flag Mixed Run to the East Lot Circle up for: Burpees, GM, WM, CP, Diamond ‘Mericans, Plank Jacks, Mountain Climbers, WG ‘Mericans, SSH, Hillbillies Run back to the Senior Center entrance, Ranger ‘Mericans and Prime Time ‘Mericans on the way. Partner up for partner decline ‘Mericans. The Thang Partner Double Hill BLIMPS: Partner 1 runs to the Kiosk for 5 Burpees while Partner 2 runs to Jersey Mike’s for 5 Burpees. [Read More]

YHC joined F3 four years ago, and Ma Bell was the Q at my first workout. Back then there was only one AO per day, Monday through Friday, and he was Q’ing the whole week to celebrate his 50th birthday. Remember that number, it will be important later. I found the backblast from that first post and modified the workout for today, with Ma Bell’s assistance. It was a little tougher than a normal Disco Duck beatdown. [Read More]

YHC had not Q’d since we sent the guys to Peru so I was long overdue. A cool and clear spring morning brought strong numbers out to Salem Elementary. EC guys rolled in with a minute to spare and after a piecemeal disclaimer we began. Warm Up Good Mornings Windmills Sixty Second Arm Circles (Check out the exicon, I think I did them justice but confusion ensued!) Sprinkler (Another exicon gem, looked more like a Heisman pose or awkward prom dance move) [Read More]

Two weeks ago, Squatter busted out a battle rope at FWD. I loved how much I hated it, so I ordered one for my home gym (aka, 8 square feet in my garage, usually covered by tricycles). Fast forward to my VQ. A-Team leans problematic, and I suspected the VQ trainwreck might draw some additional bodies, so I tried to brainstorm some ways to corral the masses. I settled on Battle Rope Monday. [Read More]

BIG. DAY. IN. CARPEX! 37 HIMs of all ages, including one FNG gathered at Apex’s finest Friday AO. YHC and WWW have the Q for what was anticipated to be a large, raucous crowd BEGGING for a beatdown. F3’s mission is recited, disclaimer is exclaimed, and allegiance is pledged. Mosey to the big circle for… Warm Up Good mornings, SSHs, Calf Stretches, A few sets of merkins, plank jacks and Steve Earles. [Read More]

The day started out great. I awoke at 0415 for my normal father dooties (no pun intended). I took the youngest member of my family, our mixed breed dog, Ella for a morning walkabout. As I got home, my M was waiting for me stating something does not smell right. She was right. My littlest of all littlest, Ella made a mess in her kennel and I had to clean it up which now put me behind my schedule to ready myself for this morning’s beatdown. [Read More]

16 PAX fought off the post-Murph fartsack at Full Metal Jacket this morning, greeted by warm air and a beautiful sunrise. YHC pulled into the lot right at 0529 and promptly gave the “one minute” warning. My mind swam as I tried to figure out what to do next. You see, the night before, I learned I was Q-ing via slack. This isn’t the first time this has happened (and certainly won’t be the last), but as I looked around the PAX, I noticed a few unfamiliar faces and I didn’t want to disappoint. [Read More]

Beautiful sunrise this morning at Dante’s Peak in the western suburbs off the Peak of Good Living….! Moist & steamy this early – gonna be a hot one!….. 16 HIMs gathered – no FNG. F3 intro given & we started with the pledge. Moseyed around the tennis court loop to the cul-de-sac for: The Warm Up Circle up for good mornings, Abe Vigodas, calf stretch w/merkins, mountain climbers, hillbillies, SSH, etc. [Read More]

It seemed simple enough. Run around Bond Lake and stop and do exercises every tenth of a mile. I’m just not sure where my calculations went wrong. Was the warm up too long? Was the PAX too slow? Was the rampant Mumble Chatter too mumbley? Perhaps it was the shared fear of tripping over a tree root or coming in contact with poison ivy. Maybe it was having Disco Duck’s recent copperhead snake warning ringing in our ears, trying to figure out who was going to carry Liverpool out of the woods if he gets bit again or was Grease Monkey’s silent protesting slowly spreading through the PAX. [Read More]