After a Q swap due to hockey tickets, my time has come to lead the most elite evening workout held on a Tuesday in Dash Pax-landia. So let’s get this workout in, get all the Fs, and get on with the evening. What a solid crew rolled in. It...
Read moreEaster Monday, that closest-to-official-but-still-unofficial-for-lots-of-us holiday. YHC really wondered what the turnout would be. Knowing my pace would be slow, I plodded out around 5:22 just ahead of the first wave. I arrived back at an empty...
Read moreThe Q jogged up from his epic 6-minute RIRO to find the pax ready and assembled. Brief warm-o-rama, and we head to the routine: Station 1: 10 LBCS, 10 Penguins, 5 crunchy frogs Circle by trailhead Station 2: 10 Shoulder Taps, 10...
Read moreYHC has spent the last two Saturdays in the high country, that lovely mountain town we know as Boone. Why? Squid (if your a FIA type person), AKA Mrs. Wobegon, AKA Molly, has signed a contract to be the Associate Dean for Collections at Belk...
Read moreWith two back-to-back Qs, YHC kept it simple this week. The Q (sidenote: I hit every possible light coming in today, sheesh) rolled up at 0624 to find Rollback doing burpees alone in the parking lot while Lambchop sat in his car. I pulled the...
Read moreWhen I agreed to this Q I completely forgot it was a holiday for the humble nonprofit I work for. I’ve been working full time pretty much sinch 1996 and I think I’ve only had President’s Day as a holiday for the last three. So, yeah. All good!...
Read moreAs the New Year’s resolutions start to hit, all those “let’s circle back after the holidays” come back to haunt us, and the gyms fill up for a month or so; 6 pax rolled into The Rock Quarry to get to it. A simple workout...
Read moreYHC loves a good non-traditional Christmas carol. I think it all goes back to being raised on the John Denver and The Muppet’s “A Christmas Together” album, which is the only recorded work I know I have owned on 8-track, tape, vinyl, CD...
Read moreIt’s true, and it led off the playlist at the Halloween Eve beatdown at Bells and Whistles. It was a pretty straightforward routine. The big plastic pumpkin bucket was filled with some candy and also multiple slips of paper with an...
Read moreYHC was up at 4:50, right as the first batch of that sweet, sweet bean finished brewing. One cup for me, the rest in the airport, the second batch started. I almost lost track of time (cat, book, comfy chair, a recipe for disaster…), but I...
Read moreSo, when I started the mad tagging spree while eating my sad desk lunch, I thought, “Let’s try and get some guys on tomorrow…” I was not trying to start a competition. But the Nantan had other plans. And if it WAS a...
Read moreOk, look. I was not a Bells and Whistles. I have documentation. Check my texts; there was no chatting with Spicoli the day before. I independently came to the card-themed workout looking for something to keep us under the overhang, should we need...
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