Don’t Be Stupid

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It’s true. YHC’s M knows him better than he knows himself. Invariably, when YHC gleefully announces that he’s heading out for a run, the M will, in a voice normally reserved for pre-kindergarten children that are eyeing a book of matches and a leaking industrial-size drum of petrochemicals, instruct him, “Don’t do anything stupid.” Alas; […]

Fading from the Front

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YHC pulled into Davis Park this morning, noticing that the gloom was markedly gloomier than usual. Yes, there was something – no, someone – missing. Hurry back, Squeege / Semi-Colon. You are missed. Onto business. With the Gate 15k River Run rapidly approaching, YHC reckoned the Pax would benefit from a run that would tax […]

A Token of Respect

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At an F3 beatdown, the work itself is usually reward enough. But today, Badlanders dug deep and rewarded Gravy, aka, Gravy Train, aka, G-Train, for his life-changing loss of 122 pounds. Big shout-out to Bada Bing for organizing this and to the generous Badlanders who know a good thing when they see it. Still working […]

Go Forth and Delight!

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In his sporadic viewing of the ceremony surrounding the farewell to George H.W. Bush, YHC was touched by the words of George W. Bush. His father had lived a truly monumental life, but what seemed to resonate most with W. was something well within the grasp of us all — H.W.’s devotion to his wife, […]

Find Your Motivation!

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Mileage goal today was a 5k, or ~ 3 miles, with most of this accumulated via a series of sprints intermixed with some calesthenics. And we’re off… Warm-up mile mosey Michael Phelps Hillbilly Dirty Dog AO for the heart of the workout was the second parking lot. The Pax gathered at one end, around an […]

Celebrate Good Times!

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In the fall of 1980, when YHC was just beginning his junior year at Miami Palmetto Senior High School, a seminal event rocked the world of disco, and, dare I say, funk music. One Robert Bell — better known then to the world as “Kool” — brought together the collective resources of his “Gang” and […]

Nothing Grows in the Comfort Zone

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YHC has found that at the advanced age of 54 — albeit, a young 54 — nervousness rarely visits him. Today was one of those occasions, however, as YHC was Q’ing his first Badlands Broga Beatdown. YHC had long resisted such a Q; with the flexibility of a two-by-four, yoga does not come easy to […]