A lot of respects showed up today. 4 old guys. 3 young bucks. We got it in though. We ran some stairs. We threw some sandbags. We kept the rucks on most of the time….until we didn’t. We emptied the tank to finish by running some inclines and stairs. Good burn if you ask me. But I’m sure Dasher and Recalc had to run some extra laps to hit their minimum caloric goal.
I’m just glad that after 2.75 years I finally found a game in F3 that I can win….the sand bag throw. Better late than never. I’m open to any challengers. I can’t run that fast…but my fat a$$ can sling a 50lb. sandbag.
Good push today. I’m thankful for another day to get out there and make life happen. It’s always good to be with the boys in the gloom. Even with the professional smart asses. See you soon boys. Thanks for letting me have the keys :deer:.