What kind of fool get's up at 0430 hrs to drive 20 miles to run up and down a friggin' hill? I'll tell you what kind of fool… a HARD CHARGING FOOL! In fact, nine – that's right… 9! – steely-eyed hard-chargers sallied forth to embrace the suck with some true CSAUP this morning at The Bonesaw. It went like this
Depart Amelie's lot headed south on N. Davidson
Left on 24 th
Left on Pinckney
Left on 25th
Left on N. Davidson
Repeat AMRAP.
YE OLDE BONESKINE:
As always, it doesn't take long for each pax to dive into their own personal pain pool with Bonesaw. Silver Bullet LIFO'd the entry but then got his scamper on. Swing State took it easy for a quarter mile then hit the afterburner. Welcome to a few Bonesaw fng's who hit it hard. Callahan's looking lean and mean for BRR. Aussie was at the wrong place at the wrong time to avoid a neighborly invite to the Bonesaw, but he clobbered it even after a smack down yesterday. Outlaw is the lead runner now of the Torrance Chapel Trotters…. who'd have thunk it? Shoe served as emissary for Area51 after their moment of astronomic glory yesterday. Of course he got grief from his good ol' LKN buddies as soon as he gets out of the car. Thanks for coming up Shoe… and you rocked it. Ramrod wore his Tron suit for safety. Funky Town fit right in the NoDa funkytown environment. On the way back to LKN we got behind a sausage truck, so you know where that conversation went.
It was a brutal event men, but y'all are like bonesaw honeybadgers. Great effort. Great result. Not many of us would do that one without support of others on the hill. Thanks for the ISI. Aye. Now let's go get some of that Blue Ridge. Goat sends.