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...
Read moreDuring Tonka’s most recent beatdown at Alcatraz, as we were doing painful increasing reps of exercises, YHC asked if he ever did the Fibonacci beatdown. He answered in the negative. YHC quickly learned he had the Q at Parliament after reading the...
Read moreGrabbed my bag o’ music and headed to Speas for a Q at Purgatory for the last one of the year. Started up tunes from Commander Cody and His Lost Planet Airmen. A good crowd rolled in and we jumped right in to Warmarama: SSH, Abe V, Whirlies...
Read moreI 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...
Read moreThe 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...
Read moreBy my own dubious, non-scientific calculations, the merry band of Red Liners ran circa 250 miles this year in various bursts and 100, 200, 400, 800 meters and up and down hills. We ran our warm up lap over 50 times and never once did a side...
Read moreIt’s not just proximity to House Wobegon; Reynolda Village is an objectively excellent space for an F3 Workout. So, anytime YHC can direct the pax there, you know I’m going to. Toot put out the Q-call for WIB, and here we are. It went like this...
Read moreAfter accusations that an AI has been writing previous backblasts, I want to assure everyone this was written by a real human being with thumbs, emotions, and a questionable relationship with em dashes. 🥃 RISING PROOF — A Backblast About Growth...
Read moreWe’re withstanding a week whelmed with wintry weather without a wee wish for warmer wandering. YHC whimsically welcomed whomever PAX whatever we wake to weatherwise Wednesday. Whatdoyaknow, without winds, yet wholly a winter waste, which...
Read moreThere’s something rotten with our world. And I don’t want to make light of all the very real and very terrible tragedies that are happening with greater frequency – I hold space for those and hope that you do, too. But in the...
Read more5 Beasts joined me for the 2nd beatdown of the day for YHC. Sadly, no others partook in the must see double down. YHC was in a better mood than in the morning gloom – maybe because the temperature was about 15 degrees warmer! We kept it...
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