QIC: Pixel Pusher
AO: Cool Runnings
Pax: Bone Spur, Sooner, Trump, Kix
SSH x 20 IC
Cotton Pickers x 20 IC
Toy Soldiers x 10 IC
Indian run to Long Leaf Hills in search of the Ring of Fire. Start with a mosey at conversational pace as we went down Pine Cone Rd and followed Mocking Bird Rd around to Green Forest Rd where we made a right. Kicking-in the jets we felt the burn going up hill, without letting off the gas until we made it back to Long Leaf Hills Dr. Repeated the Ring of Fire 4x. Mosey back to the AO.
Mosey around the parking lot several times until time was up.
RING OF FIRE = 5 miles
Great work by all.
Special shout-out to Bone Spur for throwing down his fastest mile of the year.
Prayers for the group of young men Sooner misters to—so many tragic stories for such young lives. Prayers for Kix’s coworker who’s preschooler is already experiencing bulling. Praise for all the HIMs that go out into the world and are a light in the darkness.
I’m a music nerd… I tend to relate things in my life with music. Working out with F3 always reminds me of song The Man In Black by Johnny Cash. Take a peak and the lyrics and see if you don’t agree.
“Man In Black”
Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there’s a reason for the things that I have on.
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin’ in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he’s a victim of the times.
I wear the black for those who never read,
Or listened to the words that Jesus said,
About the road to happiness through love and charity,
Why, you’d think He’s talking straight to you and me.
Well, we’re doin’ mighty fine, I do suppose,
In our streak of lightnin’ cars and fancy clothes,
But just so we’re reminded of the ones who are held back,
Up front there ought ‘a be a Man In Black.
I wear it for the sick and lonely old,
For the reckless ones whose bad trip left them cold,
I wear the black in mournin’ for the lives that could have been,
Each week we lose a hundred fine young men.
And, I wear it for the thousands who have died,
Believen’ that the Lord was on their side,
I wear it for another hundred thousand who have died,
Believen’ that we all were on their side.
Well, there’s things that never will be right I know,
And things need changin’ everywhere you go,
But ’til we start to make a move to make a few things right,
You’ll never see me wear a suit of white.
Ah, I’d love to wear a rainbow every day,
And tell the world that everything’s OK,
But I’ll try to carry off a little darkness on my back,
‘Till things are brighter, I’m the Man In Black.
Until next time>>>Pixel Pusher