And we’re the three best friends that anyone could have…..

And we’re the three best friends that anyone could have…..

On an cold, rainy Friday morning, three pax decided to show up and give Mountain Goat a go. Here’s what we did:

We stretched. We ran to the Starbucks at the end of Bevington and back. We stretched. We then left.  

FIN

Moleskine 

Super grateful for these guys coming out to push me. It really was a horrible, gross day to do anything other than sleep. In fact, that’s what a bunch of the normal guys seemed to do (yeah I went there. I’m talking to you, person reading the BBlast who didn’t show up.) But I digress…

Woke up this morning with no idea that the weather was going to be as bad as it was, so I decided to do the pre run. Headed into the parking lot right on time, and the iron machine known as Slim Fast wasn’t there. Puzzled, I decided to wait for a moment- and he rolled up a couple of minutes late…. looking like he got run over by a truck. 

He let me know that he was really under the weather, and wasn’t going to run in this mess, and three wheeled it out of the parking lot. With that, my first unofficial Q of Mountain Goat was under way. A quick solo mile pre run led me to hope and pray everyone else decided to just take the day, so I could get out of this mess. That prayer was not answered, as Insomniac and Adobe had rolled up. So… we’re committed. 

We did an nice an easy warm up down Strawberry to the Rosecliff intersection. We then set out. Discussion was had about pace- Insomniac initially wanted to start out around a 4 and a half minute mile, but Adobe had come out for the first time in a while so we settled on an easy 5 minute mile pace.

We struck out, and things were alright for about a half a mile- until we reached the hump in the road- not the bump. There’s a huge difference between the two if you didn’t know. We were up on that plateau for like 5 minutes… and finally came down right by the house at the bottom of Coburn that I merloted at that one time.  Just hanging there was a pack of rabid turkeys blocking our path- so Insomniac fought them off with a trident. It was crazy. He killed like 45 of them, so he’ll probably have to lay low for a little bit.

Once we got onto Bevington, we appropriated a small wooden ship that apparently some child had been building, and used it to sail down to the fabled land of overpriced sugary coffee. 

Once there, we traded the ship in for several Decaf, no foam soy  Carmel Macchiatos, and struck out back towards South Charlotte Middle.  Adobe disappeared for half a mile, only to jump out of an unmarked SUV at the top of Bevington. He wouldn’t talk about what happened- something about “Family Business.”

From there, it was pretty uneventful- we had to dodge turkey carcasses , I almost threw up the bannna I had earlier heading up the hill on Coburn and we had a beard growing contest from Brown’s Pond to Rosecliff (Insomniac won…. with Adobe in a close second). Total mileage ended up being around 4.20 (Go Boone!).

Seriously- I’m so grateful for these guys. Insomniac keeps on getting stronger and stronger, while I’m so glad to see Adobe made it back out. Adobe and I actually talked about how he hadn’t been out in a while last Friday at work, and he Hard Committed to coming back out. T Claps to holding to it even with the weather. 

Insomniac said something insightful as we were walking back to the cars. Essentially, if we can come out and run in this weather, we can do it anytime- and I totally agree with that. At the end of it all, we were all wet, cold, tired- and better off for it. It’s the magic of F3- no matter the weather, no matter how many show up, we all sharpen one another. I’m so grateful these guys showed up- I know I was better for it. 

Thanks Slim and Retread for letting me lead- hope both of yall feel better!

SYITG!