EFH and Boberry were patiently waiting as YHC rolled in and planted the flag before hitting the roads around Dogpile. Mostly flat ground traveled with discussions of the tour, takeover, and fast food work culture. Good start to the morning.

No preblast since I didn’t know I was going until 4:50 am. 3ish miles, bb title inspired by a coworker that found out that I run solo without headphones “like some kind of psychopath”. Breakfast club will be back strong next week with the SOJ takeover.

Two bros shot the shiz while throwing down some miles.

A leading Academic once said, “if you take a dump between 11:59pm and 12:01am, it’s the same sh*t, different day.” This is an example of the things YHC pondered while running roughly 3 miles pre-DogPile.

Unlike da clubs YHC imagines 50 Cent frequents, this one had one member and no fly ladies. Miles were run.

After all the chatter about what Breakfast Club is, should be, or will be the final version was simple. Start at Dogpile, run 3 miles, be done before Mr. Rodgers Q starts. No need for altered rap lyrics or runs to alternate locations. Three F3 RVA stalwarts looped the AO and lakes in solid conversation and finished with plenty of time to regroup before the main event. Future versions of the OG BC TBD.

YHC came in hot. We started from Early Birds Biscuit Co. and ran around the park. The run over was great. The run back was straight from Dogpile to the EB. Thanks Bodos for waiting for me!

One man’s man proudly ran in Jorts waiving Old Glory and four others tagged along. 3+ miles round trip.

After an 0500 track team dropoff, 2 track dads and 2 others ran and ran then ran, and ran again. Gifts were exchanged.

In an effort to make breakfast club fun again, next Saturday there will be prizes for the first two PAX in attendance.