I suggest all pax, maybe after you have been at it for a minute, do two things: go into a blind Q, never having seen the AO go into an unplanned, totally improvised Q. It’s kind of fun, and your next planned, familiar Q will feel like a...
Read moreYHC wasn’t feeling it this morning, but got up for an EC run anyway. Then nobody else came to EC run and it was spitting rain so I sat in my car and pondered how nice it would be if this workout were at Biscuitville instead. That was...
Read moreThree soggy PAX (Silver Fox, Autobot, and YHC) met at the well-lit shelter, 2nd F already engaged. New Sublime “Until the Sun Explodes” was on my JBL for Warm-a-rama, but we left it behind for the quiet of nature was preferred...
Read moreWhen Transcript calls, you best be answerin. YHC took they keys at Rural Assault and came up with a plan that would keep us between the lines. The long white lines of the parking lot, that is. WoR: Standard fare. Extended WoR: DB drills on the...
Read moreYHC dialed up a mashup of a Van Gogh/IPC style beatdown for this week’s Rural Assault. That doesn’t read well. It didn’t read well beforehand either. The reader can tell I didn’t phone a friend before this attempt. Before...
Read moreRural Assault. Made for the adventurous among us. Lewis and Clark would be proud of the westward trail the DashPAX are blazing up the treacherous straits of northbound highway 52. The tobacco fields are ripe with harvest for new brothers of the...
Read moreDay three of a Q-fecta required simplicity. Rural Assault is awesome, btw. I know, I know, it’s not downtown and it’s soooooo far away. I’m inviting you, and I’m also inviting you to tell all of your friends that you know...
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