Aye, we planted the VSF in the Gloom and gathered trackside at AG for the weekly SIB beatdown.
OBT (QIC, avec WV)
Cindy (SIB FNG)
The Pyramid (400m recovery lap in-between each segment)
Spreadsheets from the Gloom:
_ THE F3 WHIPPING POST: Calling this particular workout was a little bit of self-flagellation for Your Humble Correspondent; the last time I called a Pyramid was five weeks ago, when I was recovering from my last marathon and thus did not post, leaving the Faithful on their own. It’s not an easy climb, men.
_ GARMIN GAP: YHC’s Garmin recorded the total workout coming in at just under 6.9 miles. Sprague’s — presumably talking to the same satellites — came in around 6.6 miles. YHC suspects that the reason that Sprague kept passing him was not that Sprague is obviously faster (duh!) but that he was cutting across the AG field so quickly as to be invisible to the naked eye. It’s the only possible explanation — Sprague, you’ve been warned.
_ TODAY, LAST NIGHT, WHENEVER: T-claps to Today for another strong SIB post. Guys built like he and YHC simply don’t belong on a track doing anything called “speedwork,” but we don’t let that stop us from getting after it. YHC’s already high level of respect for Today went up another couple notches when he let slip during the warmup laps that although a schedule conflict prevented him from posting for last week’s SIB, he came out to the AG track and did the workout by himself the night before. That, men, is the spirit of F3 — and so a heartfelt #Harbaugh goes out to Today.
_ CINDY IN THE VAN: T-claps also to Cindy for making his SIB debut, one day after he hard-committed for the 2012 Blue Ridge Relay. The Ms are going to love it when they find out the Faithful are riding around WNC with Cindy in a van.
_ PAY-TO-PLAY MYSTERIES: No Backwards-Walking Bike Guy this AM, but the Clipboarder was out there with his gear and 5 Pay-To-Players. What befuddled the Faithful was the fact that these guys apparently weren’t planning on working up much of a sweat. Several were bundled in multiple layers of cotton sweats; one guy wore one of those puffy down Patagonia jackets that I visualize MMOB and Hitman donning for their apres-ski cocktails in Breckenridge.