1,472 days of Fudd

33 Warriors posted to Dogpile to celebrate another glorious day on this earth as well as a last Fudd Dogpile Q….for a while at least.  Here’s how it went down:

Mosey to the Ampitheater for COP:

SSH x 30

Don Quixote x 10

Merican x 15

Freddie Mercury x 20

Crunchy Frog x 15

Arm Circles forward then back, x 10 small & 5 big

Mosey to bottom level of Amphitheater for ascending 1472’s:  while ascending the amphitheater levels from the bottom, do the following on each step…..1 burpee, 4 incline merkins, 7 Tron squats, and 2 decline merkins.  Repeato on each step/level to the top, touchdown Al Gore in the circle while waiting for the six.

Mosey to Burpee Lake for a 1472 continuation tour around the lake.  Running clockwise around the lake, stop at each lightpost to do the following:  1 burpee, 4 crunch frogs, 7 LBC’s, and 2 SSH’s

Mosey to the Carillon field for a Tunnel of Love followed by a Bridge of Hate.

Mosey back to the flag for Numberama, Namerama, Announcements, and YHC took us out.

 

NMS:

Anticipation was high today as most of the PAX were expecting this to be Fudd’s last Q in Richmond.  Rumors have been swirling for some time now as to when Fudd would actually be moving.  Now that he has a contract on his house, the rumor mill has picked up in its intensity.  Is he moving next weekend or waiting until next summer?  Is this his last Q in RVA or just his last Dogpile?  No one seemed to get answers that satisfied so instead we went to watch Kubota do 15 burpees with Vinny closely observing.  Time quickly evaporated and 6am was suddenly there, and off we went.

YHC had never done a COP in the Amphitheater, and it did not disappoint.  Swirly is right……there’s nothing quite like hearing the PAX in cadence calling out SSH’s to start out the day.

Fudd’s first F3 workout was on Oct. 2nd at 45MOM……1,472 days ago.  In honor of this being Fudd’s last (?) dogpile Q for a while, the workout theme of 1,472 carried the day.  Both the amphitheater evolution of 1,472’s and the Burpee Lake 1,472’s lasted quite a while so that by the time the PAX started to mosey back towards the flag from Burpee Lake, there was only 10 minutes until 7am.   Just the right amount of time for a quick tunnel of love and bridge of hate on the field.  Fudd made sure the PAX did the tunnel of love “by the book” which involves having each PAX face another man across from them and lock arms, and then assume the squat position.  Each man pairing up down the line in this fashion creates the tunnel that the PAX each takes a turn or two crawling through.  We made it to about the 50 yard line before YHC called an audible because we needed to do a bridge of hate.  Fudd was the first Q to bring the tunnel of love to RVA as well as the Bridge of Hate.  The tunnel of love was a success but the initial BOH was not.  YHC heard many complaints for weeks after that and it has not made another appearance since, until today.    After hearing of F3 Hampton Roads having success recently with the BOH, YHC couldn’t let this opportunity pass to give it another try.  This iteration seemed to proceed with more success, and it was truly hilarious to watch each of the PAX get transported down the line via each of their brothers raised hands while listening to the colorful comments being thrown about.

YHC has been blessed beyond measure to have been a part of F3, mostly because of the friendships he has made but also because of some awesome experiences along the way.  Regardless of whether it happens next week or next summer, Fudd and his family will indeed by leaving the RVA area to settle somewhere else for another adventure.  In recognition of that transition, YHC wanted to leave the PAX with something special to remember him by, other than just the BOH.  So he read his favorite quote of all time to the PAX just prior to the BOM today.  It was spoken by an Indian Chief, Tecumseh, who was a warrior chief of the Shawnee nation:

“So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.  Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours.  Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life.  Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people.  Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.  Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place.  Show respect to all people and grovel to none. When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living.  If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself.  Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.  When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way.  Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.”

Peace be with you my brothers.

Fudd out