Date: 2025-06-14 AO: chicken-run Q: midriff PAX: tuck, Franky, soft_pretzel, rock_thrill, toolbag, Hippie, Rob Rosenthal – Drive By, Doublemint, Astro (Kyle Kirchhoff), Lasso, Lasso FNGs: 1 Lasso COUNT: 12 What makes me a runner? Is it the miles logged, the PRs shattered, the gear I’ve accumulated? Swift tempo runs up parking decks, under the watchful eye of frasier? Or is it the quiet act of putting one foot in front of the other, through familiar streets or uncharted routes, chasing something elusive: connection, clarity, purpose?
This past Saturdayâs Chicken Run was an exercise in explorationâ not just of trails and ponds, but of what it means to run. tuck and YHC crafted a brand-new route, a masterpiece of terrain and tempo, but the true artistry came from the men who shared the journey.
A quiet prerun, under the cover of darkness, as I made my way back to Blakeney. Other PAX slowly arrive, headlights flickering like fireflies in the night, arriving with eager anticipation. The steady rhythm of our steps through muddy trails, the world waking up around us as the sun begins to peek over the trees. tuck and gumbo chastising me for deviating from the meticulously planned route to avoid a waterlogged section. Is it rebellion, or is it adaptation? Perhaps both.
Disregarding a PRIVATE PROPERTY – NO TRESPASSING sign to embrace the visual riches of Lake Providence. Running is, after all, an act of discovery. Bestowing the name Lasso upon a Friendly New Guy, fearless or unwise enough to run 10-miles for his first F3 workout. Hippie’s ever-growing hair flowing in the breeze.
Running, in its purest form, is deceptively simple. Yet, it offers us these moments â small acts of defiance, discovery, and unity.
Why do I run? What am I chasing? And what am I leaving behind?
Maybe the answer lies in moments like these we experience during Chicken Run: a shared laugh, a story told, a new name given, or the simple satisfaction of completing the route. In the end, perhaps being a runner isnât about the act of running but the meaning we draw from it.
Until next time, keep asking the questionsâand running toward the answers.
Will you run with me brother?