- QIC: wingman
- Pax: @wildturkey, Cheese Curd, Geraldo, Roulette, sacs, Starch
Terrorizing the Wednesday workouts
Date: 2024-08-21 AO: sacs Q: hoover PAX: Cheese Curd, geraldo, Roulette, Starch, wildturkey FNGs: None COUNT: 6 WARMUP: it was the first cool morning in a while, so we skipped the warmup
THE THANG: It’s election season, and this year’s primary for both major parties felt like a joke. On one hand you had a candidate who didn’t even bother showing up to his own party’s debates and he trounced the competition. Then you had an incumbent, who probably slept through it because he had no competition to trounce, then was trounced by a bad night and dropped out endorsing his #2. That #2 has bypassed any potential primary competition to “Walz” right into the nomination.
So basically, the people never really got a choice to choose who they want on the ballot in the upcoming election. Reminds me of the South Park episode where Cartman rigged the school mascot election to be a choice between a s#!t sandwich and a giant douche.
In the humble Q’s opinion, this was the perfect blueprint to provide the men of F3 with the illusion of choice, and 6 men gathered in the SCMS parking lot today for the false hope that is a democratic choice. No one had any input it was just a Cartman-esque, 2-party system style choice. Workout or distance? The men chose distance.
Off we went, to where only the Q knew, but the men followed along, nonetheless. Is this rucking? Sure.
Lo and behold we made it to the Calvary church parking lot. The Q was feeling punchy, so time to terrorize the other workouts. First stop, the Meatheads. The guys with a brilliant idea of forming a circular firing squad of heavy metal objects swung in the direction of their fellow Meatheads. Safety third, right? This merry band of ruckers decided to stand in the middle of this circle and show our respect by firing off some monkey-humpers in their general direction. Right in the line of fire.
That done, it was time to find the Anvil pax. The ruckers rucked around the parking lot until we saw them tucked away in a dark corner. I’ll avoid Anvil workout spoilers, but our timing was perfect. As we approached all special forces stealth-like through the bushes, the Anvil pax were running away from the rocks they had lined up across the parking lot, presumably for exercises. Perfect opportunity to help our fellow pax out by moving their rocks around for them. Scrambling what was, I am sure, a well-coordinated workout. The ruckers strike again!
With 2 miles to get back to launch and less than 30 minutes to get there, our reign of terror across Calvary was coming to an end. And so the SACS pax ended up at SCMS with 5 minutes to spare, plenty of time to circle the lot two times. Total mileage came in at 3.88 according to the Qs watch.
MARY: no time for love, Dr. Jones.
ANNOUNCEMENTS: GoRuck stuff and non-BRR mountain craziness in September and December
COT: Geraldo took us out
THE THANG: It’s election season, and this year’s primary for both major parties felt like a joke. On one hand you had a candidate who didn’t even bother showing up to his own party’s debates and he trounced the competition. Then you had an incumbent, who probably slept through it because he had no competition to trounce, then was trounced by a bad night and dropped out endorsing his #2. That #2 has bypassed any potential primary competition to “Walz” right into the nomination.
So basically, the people never really got a choice to choose who they want on the ballot in the upcoming election. Reminds me of the South Park episode where Cartman rigged the school mascot election to be a choice between a s#!t sandwich and a giant douche.
In the humble Q’s opinion, this was the perfect blueprint to provide the men of F3 with the illusion of choice, and 6 men gathered in the SCMS parking lot today for the false hope that is a democratic choice. No one had any input it was just a Cartman-esque, 2-party system style choice. Workout or distance? The men chose distance.
Off we went, to where only the Q knew, but the men followed along, nonetheless. Is this rucking? Sure.
Lo and behold we made it to the Calvary church parking lot. The Q was feeling punchy, so time to terrorize the other workouts. First stop, the Meatheads. The guys with a brilliant idea of forming a circular firing squad of heavy metal objects swung in the direction of their fellow Meatheads. Safety third, right? This merry band of ruckers decided to stand in the middle of this circle and show our respect by firing off some monkey-humpers in their general direction. Right in the line of fire.
That done, it was time to find the Anvil pax. The ruckers rucked around the parking lot until we saw them tucked away in a dark corner. I’ll avoid Anvil workout spoilers, but our timing was perfect. As we approached all special forces stealth-like through the bushes, the Anvil pax were running away from the rocks they had lined up across the parking lot, presumably for exercises. Perfect opportunity to help our fellow pax out by moving their rocks around for them. Scrambling what was, I am sure, a well-coordinated workout. The ruckers strike again!
With 2 miles to get back to launch and less than 30 minutes to get there, our reign of terror across Calvary was coming to an end. And so the SACS pax ended up at SCMS with 5 minutes to spare, plenty of time to circle the lot two times. Total mileage came in at 3.88 according to the Qs watch.
MARY: no time for love, Dr. Jones.
ANNOUNCEMENTS: GoRuck stuff and non-BRR mountain craziness in September and December
COT: Geraldo took us out
SlackBlast author
0 Comments
About the author