Keep giving away what you’ve found, men.

As has become the norm for Hawks Nest, a problematic (not really) number of pax mustered for the Tuesday morning downpainment in the Area51 gloom.  28, to be exact including 2/3 of Trifusenik, 1/2 of the men in OP neighborhood, and the rest of us.  Floorslapper was on time…if you’re superstitious, watch out for other strange occurrences today.

So after a very brief and weak disclaimer, the pax launched.  The following will be mostly Moleskine with a sprinkling of Thang:

Run around outside of Colony Place and back into the lot behind the medical building.  Circle up for COP, which stands for Circle of Pain.  Did some hand-release merkins, plank shoulder taps, flutters, IW’s, slow squats.  This was when Semi-gloss was lamenting all the Chinese he ate the night before. #peekaboo

We then ran into the adjacent neighborhood, but not before I heard Champagne voice his concern about going too far.  We didn’t.  I think we stayed under 2 miles for the whole deal this morning, but my Garmin and the ability to use it properly are suspect.

Did some exercises at various crossroads while looping through Stonecroft & a bit of OP.  Only had to stop once for a blue-collar driver who gave the pax the peace sign…or flipped us off, not sure.  We circled around back to Rea and back towards CP.  Beetlejuice pointed out he doesn’t notice the upward trajectory when he drives that route…it is a bit of a sneaky climb.  We then cut through the condo neighborhood where Gloss visited his office.  Hopper wisely suggested we tip over the Port-a-Jon.  Could have been an Area51 all-timer.  We won’t neglect that next time, so beware as that is likely to happen.  Take care of the paperwork at home, men.  Think we did some Dolly’s in the cul-de-sac.

Back to the medical building parking lot for some burpee broad jumps, lunges – frontwards and backwards, bear crawls & karaoke.  Moseyed over to the fountain for a bench set with some dancing Chilcutt’s and Makthar N’Djaiye’s in with the jump/step up’s & dips.

Jog back to launch lot for 6 Minutes of Mary including some Freddy Mecury’s, Boone crunches & finished with 13 burpees OYO (On Your Own). #crowdpleaser

COT (Circle of Trust) with Hopper taking the pax out in prayer

Sundry observations from this morning’s rendition of Hawks Nest:

• Deep Dish, who is now co-site Q of Hawks Nest with Hopper (more on that later), wore his Clemson shirt.  He only wears that one and his Chicago Bears shirt.  He also might post at Hawks Nest in sub 40 temps this winter.  Place your bets.
• Speaking of shirts, Brandi was shirtless from the outset…I think
• T-claps to Erin Brokovich & Seabiscuit (FNG’s just last Friday at Centurion) for posting.  Glad you guys are part of the pax.
• Sable was also back after having been an FNG last week at HN with a Hydra post in between.  T-claps to you as well, sir.  By the way, T-claps means Triple Claps.  #f3lexicon
• Limey posts every weekday….every week.  Get it, brother!
• Motorboat, who is looking to break into the Trifusenik starting lineup, actually attempted some backwards lunge walks.  Could hurt your chances of starting for Trifusenik, brother.
• Speaking of Trifusenik — Puddin’ and Gloss sat on a park bench while the rest of the pax did the jump up’s & dips.  I’m always impressed yet saddened by the brazenness yet calmness of the refusenik’s.

Probably lots of other stuff to report, but it was all I could do to come up with the 27 other pax names who posted.  No phone recording; remembering the pax names is my mental exercise for the morning.  At 48, still have a little mental aptitude left.

As for Hawks Nest and passing the torch to Deep Dish — appreciate Hopper’s kind words during COT.  Don’t say it (or type it), Gloss.  We’re not getting a room.  In all seriousness, Q’ing a workout or stepping up eventually to be a site Q is how you become a better leader.  And for those that aren’t aware, the mission of F3 is:

“to plant, grow and serve small workout groups for men for the invigoration of male community leadership.”

Getting in better shape, sharpening others and being sharpened by others (Proverbs 27:17), and recognizing that you are not the primary reason you are on this ball of dirt –> that’s F3, at least in my simple, short way of summarizing.  My biggest “aha moment” in my almost 9 years in F3 was when God made it clear to me that He wanted me to give away what I’ve found in Him.  For those reading this, you may be familiar with something in the Christian faith called the Great Commission (Matthew 28:18-20).  Two things on this: 1) it is not called the “Great Suggestion”, rather it is a Commission (an instruction, command, or duty given to a person or group of people); and 2) it is focused on others, not yourself.

After all the workouts, 3 sites launched, coffeteria’s, happy hours, 3rd F groups, etc., etc. — my biggest encouragement to you men is to “give away what you’ve found in F3”.  Not out of guilt, compulsion, or some over-inflated sense of F3 duty; rather, give it away to another man because you are grateful.  Grateful that another man thought enough of you to invite you to a workout.

Grateful for you, men.