May 13. 20:13. Ruck 13? Let’s go.
7 PAX assembled by the social distancing warning signs at the Woodstock amphitheater for a “See ya, S-I-P” half marathon’s distance under the weight of the rucksack. The plan/goal was to keep our overall average of under 20 min. per mile, including break/stop time. You men obliterated that, averaging 18:57 for the night. We took a combined 13 minutes of break time, making an average moving pace of 17:58. With a minimum required weight of 30 lb. plus food and water, these dudes brought their grit and pushed hard. 13.25 miles in 4 hr 11 min. Moving time 3:58.
It was all about smiles and miles this time. PT was light and seldom. The highest heart rate of the night was when Hass, freshly at the helm in the deep dark woods of Olde Rope Mill Park, turned around alarmingly and shouted “BEAR! BEAR!!!!!” The shenanigan got every single one of us pretty good. Whether we doubted him or not. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. You jokester, you!
We enjoyed some new territory this fine evening (as far as #WoodstockRucks goes), including a foot path from the Field of Dreams in Deer Run North up to the Newsome Barrow Pit at the northwest end of Ridgewalk Parkway and the Explorer Trail in Olde Rope Mill park. We incorporated a water refill station, a great mix of sidewalks and offroad trails, residential and main road, and every man contributed to the morale and the mumblechatter.
COT: We are asking the Lord’s grace to help us move forward stronger and better than ever as we re-enter the marketplace and explore the new horizons of life after shelter-in-place. Don’t move backward or wish things were the way they used to be. Move forward, eyes up, chin up, corners up.
Daddy Daycare – cannot say enough times how glad I am you’ve gotten so involved in F3C. You are accelerating in every area of life. Dropbox – welcome to the fold, and I really enjoyed having you along. Good conversations, and may there be many more to come. You’re a tough dude – didn’t hear any complaint come from you all night. Are we holding you back? 🙂 8-Bit – your heart is bigger than your size 13 Mac-V1’s, and it’s always a pleasure to talk your ear off while pretending that Gut Check is the only motor mouth out there. Thanks for listening. Oh, and don’t buy that Godawful ruck plate jock strap piece of crap. Gut Check – man, we’re probably right around the mark of 1,000 miles rucked together. I have gained a lifelong friend in you, and I’m really grateful for your example, your care, and your perspective. Truly blessed. Hass – I am glad you’re getting out and about again. Really glad you rolled in on time and joined up tonight. We’ve been rucking together a year and a half, and I am truly thankful to know you and have your friendship. Your generally calm and quiet strength is admirable. Your sense of humor came out tonight, and we loved it (ehem, after the fact at least). Mouth-2-Mouth – look at you accelerating and coming on strong with the ruck game! Can’t wait to see you crush the GRT this summer. You and your family are dear to me, brother.
Keep pushing hard on the ruck roads. Let the situational awareness and the hard work ethic spill over into home life and work life. Let there be fidelity and integrity in how you live everywhere you go, everything you do, whether in private or in public. Be a man prepared for whatever may come in life. And one who is ready to serve those around him. Thank you for getting stronger with me, brothers. Let’s keep moving ahead with purpose.