8PAX answered the call this morning and got a lot better. The Deck-O-Rama “newness” hasn’t worn off. Today’s spin was playing with a Euchre deck, which is a standard deck but only using the A, K, Q, J, 10, and 9 of each suit. If you’ve never played you’re either (a) not from the Midwest, (b) never been in the military or (c) have much better things to do with a few hours.
The Pax:Aruba, Dos Equis, MadBum, CPT D, FroYo, Bagpipe and Dimples
Jog around the AO, Windmills and Good Mornings.
The Deck-O-Rama from the F3 gear store still isn’t here. To limit the Pax options YHC decided to use a Euchre deck.
The Q fanned out the cards and went around to one of the pax and asked them to pick a card, any card. Q reads the exercise, then all pax did the exercise. Repeato.
Exercises chosen follows:
- Off the get-go Captain pulls the venerable Queen of hearts….25, Burpees
- 19, Butt kickers
- 25, Mountain climbers
- 20, Rosalita’s
- 25, Merkins
- 1 Minute of Al Gore (Imagine squatting and hugging a tree
- 100, Flutter kicks (50 4-count IC)
- Lunge walk for one minute (or two) and back
- 25, Squats
- 1 minute, wall sit
- 25, American Hammers IC
- 20, Incline Merkins
- 100, Calf raises OYO
- 100, Side Straddle Hops (50 4-count IC)
- YHC embodied the Great Karnak and pulled the Revered Queen of Hearts to celebrate Bagpipe’s 48thbirthday
FroYo led the COT out in prayer, reminding us to ask God for strength and stability in order to be a stable force in a world of chaos.
YHC has been wanting to post this for a while now and today seems to fit; strength versus toughness. Surprise…I was never one of the big, burly muscle bound guys most of us wanted to be as teenagers. No, I have been 6’ 1” and 169-178 pounds since 9thgrade. So, since I could not the guy who could claim to bench 305 pounds or Squat 400 I resolved I would be tough, scrappy and resolute. In the Army as a part of a small Recce team I would hump ruck’s that weighed in at 60-70% of my body weight. My toothpick legs taking one step at a time and pulling strength from deep within.
F3 provides each of us simple, plain old rugged workouts. We aren’t going to bench 305 or squat 400 pounds doing what we do. What we ARE going to do is be physically tough, spiritually sound and through our F3 brotherhood bonds we will accomplish far more than we ever could alone. One of the gems I get by posting regularly is getting out of my internalmonologue and surround myself with men who override that (usually) damaging voice of self-doubt. I am built up, shored up, strengthened!
FroYo said something in his most recent prayer that struck me. He asked for God to be a steadying force, to strengthen us today so that we may be a stable force in this chaotic world.
We Sandhills Pax are constantly shifting terrain and objects to challenge our bodies, and at the same time we are also challenging our focus. Life is hard. It’s harder without friends, brothers, mates. It’s unbelievably harder without faith! When we gather in the Gloom it doesn’t matter that you can’t deadlift 3x your bodyweight on a bar. Life doesn’t equally distribute the weight on us, life isn’t lived in a comfortable climate, life will not play motivational music for you. Life IS that rock in your shoe as you’re doing 100 Waldorf’s (Side Straddle Hops) or posting at the Outpost and having a rock that is completely off-balance and doesn’t change the fact that you’re picking it up and carrying it wherever the Q says…..that is the definition of tough.