Nothing rhymes with Iron Throne like Iron PAX. YHC dug through the archive to get a well rounded suck for the PAX awaiting at Sherwood Forest Elementary and came across 2019 week 3 – Meter’s 43. Perfect. It’s one of the workouts from the early days since (as Zima was surprised to see) it included…
9 PAX emerged from the gloom at AO Conspiracy to witness the dawn of a new year and celebrate a 2-year F3 anniversary by YHC. The air was clear, the vision was 20/26, and the promise of Zero Burpees was officially ratified. WARM-A-RAMA Core Principles while Schlitz talked about only the Sky Q knows what…
It was a dark, cold and windy morning in the gloomy gloom of #WeFoCo. Nelly and Cruiser were kind enough to answer the call of “Hey, if y’all are rolling in the morning, I need to leave about 10 minutes early to set up”. We made it to the Ole Still and were surprised to…
No EC run…too cold to go solo there. YHC, Green Acres, and Transcript got the WoR going in hope that the scheduled Q was on the way, but after no messages from Frosty, YHC took the reins for the morning WoR – SSH x20, IW x20, Whirlies x20, Michael Phelps x10, Run a lap. Then…
Thirteen PAX gathered in the gloom to face two legendary heavy hitters: Dora and Charles Bronson. The air was cool but not cold, no rain (yet), and the EC runners were stretching it out as we prepared to take on the Coal Pit and the Parking Deck. Warm-O-Rama Standard warm-up with all the favorites, including…
On January 7, 2025, Chick-Flick had his last Flatline Q, and on January 14 YHC had his first Flatline Q under watch as the Temporary Site Q. Somewhere in between there it can be said YHC’s temporary reign became official… In honor of this temporary duty, YHC wanted to do a rep for every day…
YHC arrived after a slow mosey to Sherwood to see cars of EC runners already parked. Schlitz, Palin, and Greenspan soon came charging up at their 7 min/mile pace to join Chisel, Dr Toot, Boomerang, and Tammy. Tammy placed the shovel flag and we soon got to work. Warmarama: SSH, AV, Whirlies, Y-flies, arm circles,…
As YHC turned the calendar it was one of several reminders that I’m weeks away from my 65th birthday – medicare supplement mailers, social security statements, and Facebook posts showing fitness levels that indicate longevity and exercises to improve – most of which have some fee component if you buy into the total workout plan. …
As the calendar creaked toward another year older and wiser (debatable), seven PAX gathered in the gloom at Mayhem to ring in the New Year the only way we know how: rocks, burpees, poor decisions, and brotherhood. Yours truly, Rollback, had the Q and made the controversial decision not to wear a weight vest. This…
I did not plan to write this backblast so soon after the beatdown, but considering the peril my body is in after this morning, this is the only task YHC can muster the strength to accomplish. Sometimes you just want to sit down and complain. I don’t even have the energy to attempt to be…
The call went out and the PAX answered, assembling under cover of darkness for a Christmas journey that was never meant to be comfortable. The census was called, and the warm-up set the tone as we prepared for the long road ahead. Mary and Joseph’s journey became our own as partners took turns carrying the…
Some workouts are just workouts. This one was a marker. This morning, 17 HIMs gathered in the gloom to help YHC cross an arbitrary, unnecessary, and borderline stupid milestone: 50,000 burpees. No medals. No sponsorships. Just concrete, sweat, and brothers willing to show up early for something that made absolutely no sense on paper. The…