As YHC wrestled with the warm clutch of the fartsack this AM, I wondered what exactly would be the penalty for fartsacking through a scheduled Q. Tons of burpees? Continuous loops up and down the Dogpile pipe? Branded with a Scarlett Q? Just as YHC began to drift back off to sleep, I could sense that something mysterious was lurking. Struggling to lift my eyelids, I could see something was sitting, waiting in the corner. I could barely see a hazy silhouette. As my eyes began to focus it whispered softly “bad things”. Huh, what was that? Again it whispered “bad things” only this time slightly louder. I closed my eyes tightly and opened them once again to find Swirly standing over me, staring me in the face 4 inches away. “Bad things” he growled once again. I closed my eyes one last time and in an instant he was gone. With that, YHC leapt out of bed, away from the firm embrace of the fartsack, and headed off into the gloom to Q a WDog Beatdown. 8 Brave escaped the sack for bad things of a different variety.
- Helicopters x 15
- SSH x 20
- IW x 20
- Mountain Climbers x 20
- Box Cutters x 21
Mosey to Street
- 2 Burpees per Street Light – 1 Loop
Mosey to Amphitheatre
- Donkey Kick Ladder 18-1
- Touchdown Al Gore-orama
- Arm Circles
- Box Jump Ladder 1-18
Mosey to Rusty Cage
- Overhand Pullups/ Hanging Gas Pumps x 10/10
- Underhand Pullups/ Hanging Gas Pumps x 10/10
Mosey to Circle
Ring of Fire – Merkins x 10
- Freddie Mercury x 15
- Crossover Leg Raises x 10 each
Mosey to Flag
As YHC arrived at the AO at 0515ish to find no Corporate truck parked in its usual spot, YHC briefly panicked thinking perhaps it was Thursday and he was in the wrong place before realizing TYA was on the scene and a few brief moments later saw that familiar blue truck emerge from the gloom. YHC has been a bit out of sorts since that dizzying beatdown Saturday night at the hands of that team from Knoxville who shall remain nameless, plus the multitude of 12 ounce waters and sodas he consumed. It was then that Swirly confirmed that he was both securing the AO and chasing off some punk up to no good in his neighborhood. TYA was concerned that the blue boxes were nowhere to be found and headed off into the darkness to do what needed to be done. Perhaps that was not a dog, but TYA’s work BT stepped in while moseying over to the Rusty Cage. The PAX was met by another group at the Rusty Cage that was kind enough to share the space as the F3ers showed them how it is done. Not a lot of chatter on the whole this morning though the PAX and their shins let out a collective moan during the Amphitheatre donkey kicks. It was a perfect morning for a beatdown and the PAX showed strong. Thanks to all who came out. Tales of the BRR were enjoyed by all.
361 Days until the 2017 BRR
ReeceStrong 5k 9/17 – F3 Richmond Region is currently 2nd in participants; do it the “hard way”
Spartan 9/24 – join Toga and BT
Rugged Manic 10/1 – join EF Hutton
Bear Creek 10 miler 12/4 – join Lab Rat?
COT by TYA
Please keep Bleeder and his family in your prayers as his father-in-law, a man who represented what F3 is all about, passed away this week.