A lucky 13 mustered for the “re-opening” of Hawks Nest, albeit at a temporary location (Dunkin Donuts at Colony Place). Floorslapper was early. Snowflake ran in. And Schmedium is still back in Charlotte until the Houston Texans get back to business again.
After a disclaimer that included the Covid silliness, a veteran group of pax launched into the glorious south Charlotte gloom for a Tuesday morning pain fest.
Here’s a bit of the Thang but more Moleskinny.
Pax ran down to OPES, and we did most of our work there, at the church across the street, and then finished up back at Colony Place. We did some mini-track work with various exercises, a few burpees, some burpee broad jumps, some rock work at the Methodist church. Ironically, Semi-Gloss, Deep Dish and the 0600 crew of White Claw (is that the name of all the OTB workouts that start later from Arbo or the aforementioned church?) launched from the church and then ran down to CP. We shared the parking lot for a few minutes.
Wasn’t sure how many we’d have. 13 it was, my favorite # as my mom was born on April 13th.
Anyhoo, here’s some observations from this morning:
Truly am thankful to be back in the gloom with you, men. I missed it, and I need it for many reasons. We went 2.3’ish miles.
YHC’s mom went to be with her Lord Jesus Christ 25 years ago today. Sharon S. Blankenburg, age 54 – wife and mother to 3 boys. Rough day for this youngest and momma’s boy. I’ll share this much and would love to talk further with anyone who is interested in hearing more — while 05/12/1995 was the worst day of my life, it was also the best day of my life in that it was the day God rescued me.
No one gets out of here alive, men. It’s a matter of when, not if. The only question is what’s next? What’s your destination?
Look forward to seeing you in the gloom again soon.
Thanks to Snowflake for taking us out in prayer.