26 PAX at the Wednesday Hump Day Bootcamp in Waxhaw, NC at Marvin Ridge MS/HS campus known as Dromedary were Thunderstruck! by Rockwell and his Daily Red [Beats] Pill [of music].
– Posted on behalf of Rockwell
WARM UP
THE THANG
MOLESKIN
I hinted via GroupMe the day before that the 80’s playlist may make it’s return but that didn’t stop 26 fellow F3’ers from showing up and working hard. We have consistently been averaging 20+ at Dromedary. Awesome! After a quick warmup lap and some basic exercises to get the blood pumping we went to work with some motivation from Van Halen,. It was all downhill from there. The fellas of F3 continue to inspire me in more ways than you know. During the workouts you hear conversations about work, family, church, encouragement, etc… The conversations tend to change to out of breath, heavy breathing as the minutes tick by! But, as we all know this group is much more than just a bunch of guys trying to get in shape. I always enjoy the camaraderie and working out with such a great group!
Great job to everyone for pushing through during “Thunderstruck” at the end of the workout. I thought that song would NEVER end! Geez, brutal!
Thank you Shop Dawg for taking us out with the prayer!
ANNOUNCEMENTS
Six of Area 51’s stretchiest PAX descended upon the Scout Hut for this week’s installation of Gumby. Here’s what it looked like:
First, we had to get the mood lighting set. So, it was a Bambi Lamp morning.
Start, as usual, in shavasana. Devotional came from Swanson’s tribute to Cheech that is floating around the F3 social-media space. We concentrated on the aspect of wearing our faith on our sleeve — we want to live our lives in the way described in 1 John 4:13-15 so that at the end of our own lives, we might reflect 2 Timothy 4:7-8.
From corpse, stretch out, arms above head, start moving hands, feet, fingers, toes.
Knees up for a series of windshield wipers, followed by a series of bridge stretches.
Then, sit up, feet together, knees out for some butterfly stretching. We did about 50 “flaps” of our knees, then, brought our feet closer in and pressed knees close to the floor, using our elbows to try and press. This brought back memories of joy and pain from YHC’s time as a teenaged Tae Kwon Do prodigy student.
Stretch legs straight out and touch your toes.
Move to table top for some cat/cow, followed by side bends.
Sit back on your feet, stretch hands out into child’s pose, moving over to the left and right.
Back to table top for broga’s version of the burpee — sun salutations! We did 5 — first one led by YHC, then the next 4 OYO.
Then came some chair work —
Sit back into chair, arms up. YHC decided to bring an aspect of the people’s chair to Gumby, leading 5 slow air presses. After that, arms out straight, then back up.
Recover. 1 burp, er, sun salutation OYO.
Back into chair:
Arms up, 5 air presses, arms up, arms out — now, leave your left arm out, grab your right leg, and move into dancer. Standard advice of “find something to concentrate on” given, YHC still stumbled around. Apparently talking, balancing and concentrating is too difficult.
Leg down, arms out, arms up. Recover. Salutation OYO.
Repeato, flapjacking with left leg back into dancer.
Final set: arms up, 5 air presses, arms up, arms out, right leg back into dancer, then tip forward onto your block/water bottle/whatever into High Tide’s favorite: Half moon. Back to dancer, leg down, arms out, arms up. Recover. Salutation OYO.
Repeato, flapjacking with right leg back.
Now it’s time for some war face with warrior!
Right leg back into Warrior 1, Warrior 2, lean in with your FORWARD foot (thanks to Swiss Miss for helping YHC when he was confused about left/right), back to Warrior 2, turn and face to the right.
Arms out, slow descent into good ol’ leg stretches. Walk your hands back, then to the left and right. Ascend. Warrior 2, Warrior 1. Mountain. Yoga burpee OYO.
Left leg back into Warrior 1, Warrior 2, lean in, back to Warrior 2, turn to the left, 5-count windmill. Warrior 2, Warrior 1, Mountain, Saluburp OYO, meeting in plank.
From plank, swing right leg back and forward into pigeon, really leaning in to get down onto the elbows. Unwind, move back to plank and flapjack.
Unwind, back to plank, then back to corpse, devotional review and finitio.
Count off, name-o-rama, announcements, lock shields and Tweetsie took us out.
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ANNOUNCEMENTS
Kinetic Heights field trip on Friday. Pre-run at 0500, workout at 0530. See the Kinetic Trips channel on Slack for more details.
Convergence at the American 4 Miler on Tuesday — this will also be the debut of the Speed for Need chairs. Skunk Works should be on as scheduled, but, as of right now, there is no Q, so, get with Harley if you feel so moved to lead. Otherwise, I guess the regulars will just show up and do a bunch of swings.
Paper Jam on the Q next week!
GREENSKINE
The morning got off to a great start — I fartsacked through my own pre-run alarm, leaving Tweetsie to explore the mean streets of downtown Matthews on his own. This also resulted in his first Site Q panic attack as Tweetsie didn’t know if I was awake and was planning to actually show up. You’re welcome.
I hope everyone enjoyed the workout. I tried to mix it up a tiny bit with different poses in different flows (like the dancer-to-half-moon bit) and add some new wrinkles, like the air presses. I also tried to concentrate on the lower body, as most of my upper body is still on fire after Skunk Works yesterday, but that’s another story.
Now to the most important part of any Gumby BB — THE MUSIC. I had a complicated setup that was the envy of the PAX. This also helped me keep track of time, since (1) the Q can’t see the clock in the hut (2) the clock has been dead for the last couple of weeks … maybe as an act of service we should bring some fresh batteries?
Oh, and hey, speaking of BATTERY …
So, once the music started, some gentle cellos filled the Bambi Lamp-lit room and all was well. Then Swiss Miss asked the million-dollar question:
“Is this ……. Metallica?”
YOU BET IT IS. Today’s soundtrack was provided by Apocalyptica, a Swedish cello quartet that plays Metallica covers (and other metal type tunes). I referred to it as “oddly soothing.” Not sure what the other PAX thought of it. Some were probably horrified not so much by the music, but that I knew about this group.
The official set list was:
This is all off the aptly titled album “Plays Metallica by Four Cellos.”
As always, this is one of my favorite groups, and this workout is essential for me just as a way to keep myself fresh as the wear and tear of other workouts builds up. Thanks to Swiss Miss and Tweetsie — it was an honor to lead, and I hope to do it again as soon as Sept. 13!
Sometimes we get caught up with trying to move as fast as we can; we (I) can power through a movement without regard for proper form. Which is counterintuitive with why we get up so early. It’s to work out! So proper form is quite necessary. We always need someone to help remind us nowadays.
Quick Disclaimer – Welcome FNG John Wood. …And we’re off to the Murderhorn. No warm up; no hi-fives. Mosey down the ‘Horn to the playground/pool. Plank for the six; avoid the garbage truck.
Circle for warm up.
– Little baby arm circles front/back.
– Overhead claps/front claps.
Super 21 17 – (we only got 15 here).
Partner up at park entrance. Partner 1 runs up to the top of the Murderhorn. Partner 2 runs the other way down Elmstone to the cul-de-sac. Each pax does 10 bonnie blairs at their respective end, and runs back to meet partner for 20 hand slap merkins. Flap jack routes, and copy/paste.
After one revolution, we all ran to the bottom of The ‘Horn for # 16, and 17 of Super 21. Back up to the top and over to the cars.
M’Skin:
– YHC got called out for my merkin form on Super 21 by Haggis. “Those aren’t Merkins Mate”. I’m sure they were terrible.
– Welcome John Wood from Avon, PA – now known as Mary K.
– Not much else to report in an almost week late BB. Another form fail! Sorry Mate.
Announcements:
– Does it matter. I’m a week late. Cobains.
SInce YHC likes to stay current with today’s hot topics, what better way than to go with a Tennis theme with all the McEnroe/Serena banter. What? PAX don’t pay attention to tennis? YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS!
WARMUP
With 2 FNGs in YHC’s clown car, FULL disclaimer given after the lecture on the ride over. Cue the bad music and let’s roll
1st SET
2nd SET
3rd SET
POST MATCH ANALYSIS
ANNOUNCEMENTS
After a night of excessive tweeting and “uncomfortable chatter” from Alf, 24 PAX showed up for another session of Fast Twitch. After a 3:30 wake up call (#dadlife), I decided to surprise the PAX 10 minutes early. Van Pelt arrived at 4:15 and was catching up on his #TweetBox and re-runs of Golden Girls on Netflix. When I got out of the car, I heard Purple Gaze asking if I’d show up on time. [Editorial Note: Empirical researchers, aka Purple Haze, predicted my BB execution at a whopping .33% probability rate…]
El Thang:
Run to first pseudo major intersection for merkins, interrupted by multiple vehicles. Millennial impatience overtook Rachel and we left.
Run toward Arboretum in Raintree with lunge walks somewhere in there. Attempted dips on wooden fencing (ill advised), so we left. Attempted dips on steel structure (advised) X 30.
Run to the nasty hill north of Raintree CC with nastiness on either side for an A51 Matterhorn.
Main Entree: 5 burpees on one side of the mtn., run to the summit for 5 burpees, run to the other side for 5 burpees, run all the way back for 20 over/unders (4 count), repeat X4. [Editorial Note: Gummy noted 3-4 ghost vehicles with “car up” before slowing down personally. Hops and Hannibal didn’t buy it.]
Mosey back to said steel structure for dips X 20, derkins X 12.
Mosey to bottom of some street in Raintree for Mosey: insert exercises.
Mosey back to AO.
Naked Moleskin:
When did S. Charlotte Middle become a Run 4 Yo Life signup center? There were more .036 oz. belly canisters and gel pouches than I could shake a stick at when we got back to COT.
More happened on Twitter before, (possibly) during, and after this workout.
Gummy called out more actual, real vehicles than fake vehicles even with 3-4 assists.
Hairball was an active participant on the Tweetbox but nowhere to be found. Sightings of his Miami Dolphin tattoo (signed by Dan Marino), shirtless were reported in NoDa this morning.
Rachel was his normal, polite self. After lap 2, he finished reading me Chapter 2 of his favorite fiction novel and took off.
Hops was Mr. Brady-wet when he arrive at COT. It was gross.
Mr. Brady was Mr. Brady-wet. Gross.
Semi Gloss wasn’t there. #sigh#
One Eye tried to rekindle SOFAWIB on yet another Tuesday morning, to no avail.
Strawberry wore his customary Fast Twitch F3 camo-red sweatervest which is an effective wardrobe choice during reenactments of Red Tornado. In all seriousness, I have sweater-envy.
I expected a lot more out of Alf today. Minor, uncomfortable chatter for the first 50 feet and then he went silent. I hope things are okay.
Joker’s legit dudes. Crushed it per usual. He’s 45 and beats me on the Matterhorn. His claim is that he’s in better shape at 45 than his 31 year old self. Amazing. He talked a lot…I listened.
Hops crushed the takeout per usual. Solid send out.
Thanks for the chance to bring the heat this morning. Customer satisfaction surveys are in and we have an average of 4.8 out of 5 stars. Only Mermaid dinged me for not providing a state-compliant disclaimer before leaving. Next time…
27 PAX thought better of a cool morning in Summer than to waste it in the Fart Sack, so they descended on Swift to meet the Escalator.
The PreBlast: http://f3nation.com/2017/06/26/preblast-escalator-what-goes-down-must-come-up
The Moleskin:
Announcements:
A solid 23 accepted the challenge of putting on the big boy pants and showed up for the toughest workout in the S. CLT area. YHC is always trying to bring something a little different and new to the pax at Skunk. So, if you google tough kettlebell workout, you get something like this:
The Thang:
Two handed swings x 20
Good mornings x 15
Low slow KB squat x 10
KB suit case carry x 40 steps (~30 sec)
20 swings
Repeat as we mosey down our normal Farmer’s carry route
“Omaha” called as we were too slow and we had lots to do.
15 mins later we were at the bottom of the hill by the church doors
Teams of 4 spread out with KBs:
PT 1- (timer) AYG up to the top of the hill
PT 2- KB squats at top time 1 tags you to go to PT 3
PT 3- mid way back doing KB snatches til PT 2 tags you to go to PT 4
PT 4- at church doing 2 KB swings til PT 3 tags you then you run up the hill
Repeat for another 15 or so mins (maybe 4-5 rounds)
Mosey back to parking lot for Circuit work
Circuit work: 20 sec on; 10 sec rest x 3 sets for each exercise
KB Halo
Mt. Climbers
KB Swings
Squat Jacks
Merkins
High Knees
Burpees
COT
Moleskin (Naked):
Comment for feedback: good, bad, etc. YHC wants to hear from you.
Good work by all on the Suit case carry with swings: forearm burner, ouch!
Relays were a little hard to explain but I think they did the trick. Solid work by each group.
Circuits: YHC sometimes does this workout in my garage with a few more additions. It’s a good one and maybe one you’ll see again.
We going North Donut route tomorrow morning. Here is a map.
Turns:
-Run down Rea (just like you are running the Reverse route)
-Left onto Providence Lane West
-Right onto Lancer
-Left onto Old Providence
-Left onto Sharonview (at light)
-Left onto Carmel (at light)
-Left onto Colony (at light) and back to start
The weather will be nice (62*!) so there is no excuse. Afterwards, we shall all devour donuts and watch Tiger Rag roll out every part of his legs.
7 brave souls vanquished the power of the fart-sack and attacked SVMS with a vengeance! (some later than others!)
A little HB mile to get us warmed up.
THE THANG
COP:
No FNGs, but disclaimer provided.
SSH x 25 IC
5 Burpees on your own
IW x 15 IC
LSS x 18 IC (slip up by Q – wasn’t the intended ending point)
Circle of Pain – 5 or 6 rounds (holding plank or 6-inches position – as the wave goes around the group)
Mosey to the track by the tennis courts.
Main Event:
We partnered up for a little Dora 1, 2, 3
Round 1: Partner 1 begins with merkins while partner 2 runs a lap on the track.
Flap-jack until 100 total between the partners
Round 2: 200 squats between the 2 with interchanging laps
Round 3: 300 LBCs between the 2 with interchanging laps
About midway through Dora, HB strolls up looking quite refreshed and wondering what all the commotion was about. He quickly jumped in and finished the set with his group.
After the Pax had completed the set, a 5-burpee penalty for HB’s tardiness (although at that point, 10 would have been more appropriate!).
Mosey to the football stadium for a little stair work.
Not 7’s, not 11’s, but 12’s!
Initial call was for Merkins at the bottom and dips at the top – with each set = 12 (starting with 1 merkin at the bottom/11 dips at the top). After the 1st attempt, it was determined dips at the top were not a good option – (thanks for call-out HB) – flip the order.
I know this was a group-pleaser, as HB loudly proclaimed during this round of fun, ‘I like 11’s better and 7’s even more’. The combination of the humidity with the called reps were a true-test of everyone’s internal fortitude (which brings us to the Elvis sighting).
About halfway in & at the top of the stadium, I hear a very distinct sound from my partner for the day (Squiddo) – followed by a, ‘do you think those bathrooms are open, dad?’. After several failed attempts of reaching school facilities, I had to bail on the group to get my 2.0 to facilities at the closest gas-station. Since HB was so well-rested, it only seemed fitting that he step in to continue to lead the Pax.
I perused just about every inch of the Shell station while Squiddo took care of business.
MOM:
We made it back just in time for MOM to be wrapping up.
We were able to finish up flutters with the group.
Back-scratchers
Rosalita’s
And dollies
And that’s a wrap!
Thanks HB for stepping in! I believe there was some wall-time as well, after the merriment of 12’s were finished.
Few announcements: I gave an update on our pending move and asked for prayer’s for Judy’s brother Jeff. He was diagnosed with lymphoma about 5 weeks ago and is not doing well. Also mention of Cheech’s family and the driver of the car.
At Coffeeteria – there was also a Woodie sighting – good to see him out and about, but not recovered enough to participate in the first F.
Great job guys!
Ahh, Horsey Mc F*ck Face, the AO only a mother could love. After selecting the perfect outfit for the occasion, at 5:15, on a downright chilly summer morning, I led the Pax out of the lot to see what the arse had in store this week.
Activities
Nekkid Chatter
One day this past January at Sunday Se7en, just after I took a wrong turn and inadvertently joined F3 Running Club, Fish tells me he is reviving some weird shit down south that they call Horseface or something, but he will rename it Monday McF*uckity, and we will run many hills and be better people. “Sure, sounds great” I say, “but I have a Q commitment on the first Monday so won’t be able to attend. But it is a hill workout you say? Cool, I will find a hill by my AO and we will do some repeaters.” Fish says,”no, you don’t understand, you won’t be able to replicate this where you are”. “Okay”, I say. Inner dialogue, “what the f*ck is this guy talking about? A hill is a hill and you run up and down it a few times and call it a day. To quote Floyd in between honey bear bong hits “Don’t condescend me man, I’ll fuckin kill ya, man”.
So off I go on my merry way until the following Monday when I finally arrive at that godforsaken place at the corner of Sardis and Old Bell (why so far off the grid?!). It’s so cold and so dark and then Blue Ridge and Mountainview and Wilby and Alt Sardis appear out of the gloom and it is terrible. A truly awful place, Where did it even come from? What glacial event do we owe this pleasure? Did I go through a wormhole somewhere around Providence Day and end up in the Swannanoa Valley? Days turned to weeks turned to months of showing up at this shitshow every Monday morning and ruining a perfectly good week. It all culminated in Fish’s Famous 5k which we ran twice for good measure. I think Favrah finished both legs before I competed one. But at least it’s over. I run my race, I finish respectably, and I bury the awful memories.
Fast forward to earlier this month. Chelms aka Tatertots (who is in the running, and the leader in the clubhouse if you ask me, for most bizarre F3 name. Nothing even comes up when you Google Chelms. And tatertots, while delicious, seem rather random as an alias. I also want to call him T-tots but I don’t know if he would find it offensive. While we’re on it, I think Chelms aka Tatertots was #refusenik on the last hill climb today. That’s fair, I think the point was made that this is not a bootcamp so don’t treat it that way. I treated it that way. I am a voracious reader of the comments sections and I saw where Horsehead himself said NO RULEZ EXCEPT FOR THE PLEDGE) sends out the bat signal that Horsey shall return for a 12 week run leading up to BRR. So the whole thing wasn’t a fever dream. This place exists, in real life, and this time I will see it in the light of day… in July… in Charlotte… in 85% humidity…for 12 weeks. IN. Like the Muthaship before it, the only way to conquer one’s fear is to wear that f*cker out. That’s why, yesterday, when Fish gave the Sunday Se7en option to run to Horsey, do a 4 mile loop, and then run back, I said hell yeah I’m in. That was after I realized he wasn’t kidding and that was really the plan. I really thought he was kidding. The only way to flatten out those hills is to take every available opportunity to get after it.
It’s as shitty as I remember.
The mumble chatter when you arrive at Horsey is so subdued. Not sure if it’s because of the melding of different regions in one place, or 5:15 is 15 minutes earlier than 5:30 (fact check please), or if it’s so f*ckin dark in that parking lot that I can’t tell anyone apart from anyone else. I think the real reason is the anticipated shitiness of what the next hour will be. Strong efforts out there this morning. As mentioned up top, the Russian took the lead early and never relinquished it. He will now report back to Putin that the Americans are the weaklings that they assumed us to be. I meant to keep my eye on him during the pledge. I bet he just mouths the words and doesn’t even say them. My man Powell repped for the Sparta crew. I had the pleasure of meeting Powell’s wife and daughter at the farmer’s market on Saturday morning. Bet you didn’t know that YHC has hippie tendencies and buys illegal unpasteurized milk for his children on the blackmarket at said market. Anyhow, Powell told me that, along with some family, he is opening a brewery near the New Bern light rail station in the coming months. Seems like a good idea. The other 427 breweries in CLT are packed to the gills with those damn millennials on their cell phones. I’m sure they can support one more. Also, someone notify the party planner, I am sure Powell would love to offer up the venue for the Christmas party and provide a bunch of free drinks and food. Turkey Leg was out at McFuckity in the winter. Those were all facts right?! It was snowing and uphill both ways every week right? Vouch for me here bother! Tweetsie. Goddamn, what a f*ckin inspiration this guy is. Homey is deep six every week, but continues to put in the work like a stud. I heard he may have had an intestinal episode this morning and that’s why he couldn’t join us at the Alt Lurker. But there he was, running the loop with Snowflake (RESPECTS, I’ll be damned if I am out here with you bozos in another 15 years. Same goes for Chelms aka Tatertots who is ringleading like a champion. I should only be so lucky) when we returned. Ready to rejoin the Pax and pledge it up. Triple claps to you Tweetsie. I am glad Federalist is on my team at BRR or else I would get beat by an old dude. Everybody keeps commenting on Blackjack being Slimjack, but I have only recently met him as thin, fast Blackjack, so pics or it didn’t happen. Chin Music was the first chaser all morning long keeping the pressure on Drago. What a name! From Wikipedia (so you know it’s true):
American street slang[edit]
In American slang, chin music is a term for idle talk. It dates back at least a century: “There’s too much chin music an’ too little fightin’ in this war, anyhow” is a quote from Stephen Crane’s 1895 novel The Red Badge of Courage. It can alternatively be used as a euphemism for punching someone in the jaw.
Baseball[edit]
In baseball slang, it means a pitch that is thrown near the batter’s face. The pitcher‘s intent may be to cause the batter to move “back” such that it is more difficult to hit a future outside pitch, to frighten the batter into a poorer batting approach, to intimidate opposing batters, or to actually hit the batter with the pitch. If the umpire suspects the pitcher of either of the latter two intentions, he may eject the pitcher immediately or warn both teams that any similar pitch will result in automatic ejection. The pitcher’s manager may also be ejected or warned if the umpire believes the manager ordered the beanball.
In the late 1800s, at baseball’s inception, the phrase “chin music” was used to describe razzing or heckling from the fans. It began being used as a synonym for a brushback pitch around World War II.
I assumed it was an inside pitch reference but it seems our Chin Music could be a guy that rambles on about nothing, knocked somebody the f *ck out, or delivered or received some inside heat? Either way, I’m jealous, beats the hell out of Thin Slice. Anne & Hope seems to have an uncanny ability to know where all Pax are at all times. “Is the six in?” “No we have two more out there.” He is also nominated for the bizarro name prize, even after the internet tells me that he may be named after a Rhode Island gift and garden store or a ship lost at sea off the coast of Rhode Island. Did he go to Brown? I heard they have the naked parties there and don’t give out grades. Tell me more. Spooky Jon had to split before COT but it was great to see him. Every time I see Spook I am reminded of one of my favorite F3 moments ever. I was probably about 3 or 4 months into posting. Saturday morning at the Worm (the Metro’s finest 6 am workout), and Spook had the Q. We were working Tranquil off of Selwyn. I believe the instruction was, “we are gonna run up and down this hill until time is up”. Well after about 25 minutes of that suckiness, me and Spooky make the turn at the bottom and he announces this as the last trip up. And so I look at him and he looks at me and there’s really not much to say, there’s two of us here, one hill, and one of us is gonna get to the top of it first. We busted ass up that hill as hard as we could. I think Spook edged me out, but when we got to the top, as Spook tried to call the next exercise, all he could get out, in the most dignified tone he could muster, as if he were addressing the bench, “THE Q NEEDS A MOMENT”…. f*ck yeah, I made that guy have to take a moment. Maybe this awfulness is paying off and someday I won’t be the six. I couldn’t tell if Hollins was pulling my leg at the Caffeine run announcements when he said he would be at Horsey after my shameless plug. But to be fair, Fish plugged Diamondhead first and pre-blasted so I had to do something. Thanks for the support Hollins #paaxsupportingpaxtheyhardlyevenknow. Or you just like Horsey regardless of the Q. Either way works. When filling out the list of Pax I remembered everyone without even having to go to the recording device. So proud of my memory, which used to be razor sharp before these kids, and when I still smoked cigs, but now is like mush. Maybe I should check the device just in case. ALF! Fudge, the one guy who introduced himself before the workout and I forget him. Is there a more 80’s thing than ALF. They made 102 episodes of that show. Again, we go to Wikipedia for all truth in the world to find out that little people labor starts to add up:
While a puppet was usually used for ALF, there were some shots of the tiny alien running or walking around. This was accomplished by the 2′ 9″ (84 cm) actor Michu Meszaroswearing an ALF costume. This can be seen in one of the series’ intros, which concludes with the Tanner family getting their picture taken; ALF (played by Meszaros) walks over to be part of the photo. However, Meszaros’ services became too costly as well as time-consuming, and the full ALF costume was abandoned after the first season.
Let that be a lesson to you if you planned on midget wrestling at your next holiday party. Looked to Stinger for the takeout, because Stinger is one of the guys who I will always look to for the takeout. It’s Double Nickels at Sparta, it’s Little Baby Jesus when he is available, just because I like saying Little Baby Jesus whenever I can, reminds me of the Talladega Nights scene. Stinger had some wise words last week in his Sharktank bbast. From the Tclaps, looks like most of you have seen it already. Reminds me of a Calligraphy print piece we have hanging in our home by the Vietnamese Buddhist monk Thích Nhất Hạnh, Love is being fully present. Try that on for size after a long day’s work when your kids are trying to tell you about their day.
Announcements
Metro July 4th Convergence at 6 am at Freedom Park gravel lot followed by the American 4 Miler where Speed for Need makes its first official debut.
Church on the street, Sunday mornings, early, feeding folks that need it. Chelms has the details.
Prohibition makes his 2017 Horsey debut as Q next week.
Enough of this. Thanks for hosting fellas, this workout is the worst. See you in a couple of weeks when I get back from vacay..
Thin Slice