While most still lay passed out on the pool deck, surrounded by empty red solo cups and bottle rocket debris, 9 men showed for the post-Independence Day edition of #F3FastTwitch.
The Thang
Mosey lap around the parking lot to make sure we had everyone then down to the track we went. Yes, the track.
Moleskine
I had this plan to surprise the pax with a turn down to the track after the parking lot mosey lap…but TR asked me out the gate what we were doing and how far we were going and I had to come clean with the plan.
The original plan was for speed work offsite somewhere. But Hairball texted me yesterday saying he wouldn’t mind some track work. I obliged. Even texted him back the plan. He said it sounded awful and that he was in for it…then he and Gerber did their own workout. Apparently they couldn’t handle the mental strain of repeating 400s for the hour…had to throw in 600s and 800s for ease.
We were in closer proximity to one another on the track than in Raintree but, oddly enough, this workout felt lonelier than most. Worst case: I needed a hug. Best case: I wanted to die.
Nice battle to the end out there by all the guys, especially Pro. Found him curled up in turn 4 at about 0555 repeating the question “is it time yet? is it time yet?” He gathered himself and closed out another couple rounds.
Solid takeout by Madison.
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