Wednesday December 5, 2023 — Catamount
Wednesday October 5, 2023 at 0515 hrs sharp we started. It was approx 40° with clear skies and 25+ mph wind gusts.
The workout started with the F3 mission statement — The mission of F3 is to plant, grow and serve small workout groups for the invigoration of male community leadership.
5 core principles
1. Free of charge
2. Open to all men
3. Always held outdoors
4. Led in a rotating fashion
5. And ends in a circle of trust.
Credo: “Leave no man behind, but leave no man where we found him.”
Safety disclaimer, Q is not a professional, modify as necessary for there is a real risk of injury.
From the parking lot we headed straight down to the field. YHC told the group today was a you vs you workout and the over all goal was my love and hate of two exercises , running & burpees. The overall goal was three miles and 300 burpees in the 40 minutes (there was no warm-o-rama). The plan was run a lap and then complete 25 burpees until Omaha was called or someone finished. There was lots of moaning and groaning as a group we started lap one. The group spaced out and it was clear Squints was leading the way. At the almost 40 minute mark Omaha was called and Squints finished in the lead with a full 2 miles and 200 burpees.
The best quote I heard all morning was from Uncle Jesse when we were on lap 3 or 4 asking YHC, “why do you hate yourself so much to do this?” It made me smile and giggle.
From the track we made our way back to the flags were Sarpy slammers were done and then we named our FNG Ken. Ken said he had been a butcher and he received the name Wagyu. Uncle Jesse passed the Nugent flag to Arch. And YHC passed the Dux Esto awards to Korver and Squints.
PAX in attendance:
11 hammers! Grimace, Black Tuesday, Uncle Jesse, Low Flow, Korver, Squints, Arch, Ken (FNG Wagyu), Longboard, Icy Hot, Irish Car Bomb (QIC)
Prayers & announcements:
Squints new lady friend
Freed to bleed
CSAUP
Grimace baby 2
Longboard daughter getting tubes
Uncle Jesse Nugent flag to Arch
COT:
Have you ever thought about this?
In 100 years like in 2123 we will all be buried with our relatives and friends.
Strangers will live in our homes we fought so hard to build, and they will own everything we have today. All our possessions will be unknown and unborn, including the car we spent a fortune on, and will probably be scrap, preferably in the hands of an unknown collector.
Our descendants will hardly know who we were, nor will they remember us. How many of us know our grandfather’s father?
After we die, we will be remembered for a few more years, then we are just a portrait on someone’s bookshelf, and a few years later our history, photos and deeds disappear in history’s oblivion. We won’t even be memories.
If we paused one day to analyze these questions, perhaps we would understand how ignorant and weak the dream to achieve it all was.
If we could only think about this, surely our approaches, our thoughts would change, we would be different people.
Always having more, no time for what’s really valuable in this life. I’d change all this to live and enjoy the walks I’ve never taken, these hugs I didn’t give, these kisses for our children and our loved ones, these jokes we didn’t have time for. Those would certainly be the most beautiful moments to remember, after all they would fill our lives with joy.
And some of us waste it day after day with greed, selfishness and intolerance.
Every minute of life is priceless and will never be repeated, so take time to enjoy, be grateful for, and celebrate your existence.
Aye—
Irish car bomb