Environmental Readings: 65 degrees; 94% humidity; dew point 63 degrees; winds – calm; real feel 65 degrees. Overall a very pleasant morning in South Carolina.
Under the waxing Gibbous moon, 7 PAX gather round ye ‘old Strut SF this morning for a little work with the hopes of leaving the AO a little better physically and mentally then they were when they arrived. Today’s workout is dedicated to the late Neil Peart, percussionist and lyricist for the band Rush. He passed away in 2020 but would have been 69 years old this past Sunday. He was and will always be remembered as a master of his craft.
So, we dedicate today to his memory which will always live on in the lyrics and sounds of Rush.
But first, given the auspicious occasion of Neil Peart’s birthday, it seems only appropriate today’s musical selection is “Red Barchetta.” Here are the boys of Rush with the live version from their 2011 Time Machine Tour.
For those that are interested (and who isn’t?), here is another version of the same song, with cameras fixed on Neil Peart for a better view:
For those that don’t know, Rush has something of a cult following, of which I am a proud member.
Here is a synopsis of the goings on this morning.
Mosey long way down the hill, turn right and head for the lower parking lot for a little COP:
- Signature slow stretch
- 15 Windmills (IC)
- 15 TTTs (IC)
- 15 SSHs (IC)
- 15 Little arm circles (forward – IC)
- 15 Little arm circles (backward – IC)
- 15 Overhead claps (IC)
- 15 Dirty Birds (IC)
Mosey round the baseball field to the concession stand for COP
- 15 Squats (IC)
- 15 Carolina drydocks (IC)
- 20 LBCs (IC)
- 15 calf raises
The Main Thang:
Mosey to football field for the The Main Thang:
“Red Barchetta”
- Line up on the goal line.
- 100 Yard Dash
- 100 SSHs
- 100 Yard Dash back to starting point
- 100 SSHs
- Plank
- Recover
- 75 Yard Dash
- 75 Squats
- 75 Yard Dash back to starting point
- 75 Squats
- Plank
- Recover
- 50 Yard Dash
- 50 LBCs (in the wet grass – real crowd pleaser)
- 50 Yard Dash back to starting point
- 50 LBCs
- Plank
- Recover
- 25 Yard Dash
- 25 Monkey Humpers
- 25 Yard Dash back to starting point
- 25 Monkey Humpers
- Plank
- Recover
- 10 Yard Dash
- 10 Merkins
- 10 Yard Dash back to starting point
- 10 Merkins
- Plank
Mosey over to the concession stand and on your 6:
- 69 LBCs (IC).
Mosey back up the incline to the parking lot and line up at one end, lung walk to the other end of the parking lot (editor’s note: it was further than it looked)
Gather round the flag: COT, BOM, and closing prayer.
Naked Moleskin: Another good time this morning and some work was done. Neil Peart, the music and lyrics of Rush have always had a profound impact on me. The Red Barchetta is a masterpiece (lyrics are below). Today’s workout was of my own devise some years ago. It, like the song with which it shares its name, is designed to get the heart rate up and get you moving. YHC hopes you enjoyed it
Praises and Prayer Requests:
- LooseScrew’s brother
- The Don’s dad and continued healing
- Wild Blue’s dad and continued healing
- Enos – safe travels
- Fiji – safe travels
- Those effected by COVID
- Unspoken prayers
Announcements:
- SAVE THE DATE-10/30/21 8th Annual Go Leo 5k @F3SPEEDFORNEED event. Track Commanders Needed (as well as pushers & other help). @F3LexSC @F3LakeMurray @F3Columbia @F3SPEEDFORNEED MSG for more info. This race will change you! Strut will discuss having BC at SSP that morning and attending the race in some capacity. For registration & info.: http://www.goleogo.itsyourrace.com
- Anchor and Struggle tomorrow
- F3 (2nd and 3rd Fs) Lunches are a-plenty. Check Twitter and the website for details. In fact, there is a whole lot going on, so check the website and Twitter often for updates. Another good place to look for updates/info is in the announcements of the posted Back Blasts.
- Many, many running groups, a rucking group, and kettle bells groups on non-bootcamp days, so get out and get better.
Backstory behind the lyrics of Red Barchetta:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_Barchetta
Lyrics of Red Barchetta:
My uncle has a country place
No one knows about
He says it used to be a farm
Before the “Motor Law”
And on Sundays I elude the eyes
And hop the turbine freight
To far outside the wire
Where my white-haired uncle waits
Jump to the ground
As the turbo slows to cross the borderline
Run like the wind
As excitement shivers up and down my spine
Down in his barn
My uncle preserved for me an old machine
For 50 odd years
To keep it as new has been his dearest dream
I strip away the old debris
That hides a shining car
A brilliant red Barchetta
From a better vanished time
We fire up the willing engine
Responding with a roar
Tires spitting gravel
I commit my weekly crime
Wind in my hair
Shifting and drifting
Mechanical music
Adrenaline surge
Well-weathered leather
Hot metal and oil
The scented country air
Sunlight on chrome
The blur of the landscape
Every nerve aware
Suddenly ahead of me
Across the mountainside
A gleaming alloy air car
Shoots towards me, two lanes wide
I spin around with shrieking tires
To run the deadly race
Go screaming through the valley
As another joins the chase
Drive like the wind
Straining the limits of machine and man
Laughing out loud with fear and hope
I’ve got a desperate plan
At the one-lane bridge
I leave the giants stranded at the riverside
Race back to the farm
To dream with my uncle at the fireside.