SOOEY

Three years have flown by. Some things have changed, such as our region, our workout locations, many of our pax, some dumb new trend of Bay City Scissors, the 4th F, my weight. Some things have stayed the same, such as busy fall F3 schedules that take up just about every free weekend you have, Chiquita’s 5-minute grace period, Greater Carpex having the best newsletter in F3 Nation, Wake-O refusing to put my coffee in the cup I bring, or YHC having too much Q-drenaline and starting off too hot out the gate. [Read More]

So, Day 1 at A-Team was a nice intimate pax of 4 for the bootcamp, 3 for some ruck/walking. Day 2 was no such luxury. About 17 or so converged on the subfreezing temperatures in the very center of the Peak City. YHC fought a slow defroster to arrive with about 5 minutes before go-time. Feeble old eyes couldn’t make out the shovel flag, but the pax took joy in pointing out the HUGE flag at the fire station. [Read More]