Raining. Cold. Eerily quiet on New Year’s Double Down +1. No Floppy. Yellow Stallion’s in the stable. No Buck Rogers. No Chong Li. Gone. The Dueling AC Cowling Wagons? Married in secret (White Shoe and Grillz will now make awkward small talk at joint family events). Fazio? He caught the last train for the coast. Not even a jogger to pass by and get the cold ask. For a moment, I thought I saw some late model Acura wagon idling oddly with obscure REM lyrics booming, but it wasn’t Wendell Gee. Senior the Dog has still been found. Otherwise, it was historically sparse at Ball Bearings.
A grizzled few were there. Howard and Au Pair? Check. Double Downers. Kupec? Right out of the Yankees Bullpen, throwing heat. TARP? Enron? Utah? Maize? Check. Check. Our own personal Polaris–Big Sproles–is always there. He was there before and will be there again. He will never leave….And off we go…
The Thang:
Warm Up Run to upper parking lot near soccer field. Alternating Left Right step ups; SSHs, ALRSUs, SSHs (Dan Jansen style), Fazio Circles (kept waiting for the real Fazio to roll in late. We just listened to “Tuesday’s Gone” on repeat on a discman Au Pair rigged up. Single tear).
Muck Raking. Jog to Fence Line. 3 Sets Balls to Wall 15 Count.
Bear Gorilla Bear. 10 Times: 10 Yd. Bear Crawl; 10 Yd. Gorilla Run; 10 Yd. Bear Crawl; 20 Merkins; Sprint Back.
Jailbreak. At Stone Circle, 3 Times: 10 One Arm Inclined Mercan (Left); 10 One Arm Inclined Mercan (Right); 10 Tricep Dips; Bound Leg Bunny Hop Up Stone Benches to Top of Amphitheater. Run back.
Six Minutes of Mary: Cannonballs; Rosalitas; Peter Parkers; Parker Peters; Very Long High Plank Hold
COT conducted during Very Long High Plank Hold
Moleskin:
200 Merkins cost some time and pain; but the cold hands were free.
On hours in service, the New Years Plus 1 Boys can’t touch the New Years Double Downers, but the boys out there this morning dug in and held the line. It was the closest thing to a drive by morning I’ve felt, and I ran up there in a A1 Quality Kirkland Trash Bag.
Tclaps to Au Pair and Howard for Double Downing and posting this morning. Au Pair has a Dimaggio esque post line. He’s been on a streak since the summer of ’91.
Tclaps to Johnny Utah for never disappointing. Utah’s Dirt Stomper has the clearest profile of any vehicle in the F3 fleet. That’s one thing. Another is that Utah claimed to forget his own F3 name this morning. I think he was kidding. Another is that Utah never fails to remind us that he is in his twenties. And not old. Prime example when Utah was the only pax who actually had a beverage in hand at midnight hour on New Years. Rest of us celebrated honorary New Year and went to bed at 10. But in ’02? In ’02, the Truckers were playing and we were there, man. We were there.
Somebody said the Gliders were playing next week. That is all.
