- QIC: Pollo Hermano
- When: 05/01/2026
- Pax: fishstix, Italian Job, Mainframe, Mark Nestel, Miyagi, Nasa, PETA, Pollo Hermano, Spectre
- Posted In: The Forge
It was supposed to be a straightforward sandbag game. It turned into a full-on comedy roast with heavy objects and bad ideas involving bear crawls. The sandbag passing was clunky as advertised, but the teamwork, mumblechatter, and nonstop laughter more than made up for it.
We got after it, we picked up the six, and we had a ridiculous amount of fun doing it. That’s F3 in a nutshell — leave no man behind, but make sure he’s suffering and smiling while he gets better.
Thanks for showing up and playing along, men. Great effort across the board.
Aye!
Pollo Hermano
SYITG
WARMUP: SSH, IW, Merkins
THE THANG: Sandbag Sack Race
Two teams lined up shoulder-to-shoulder like we were auditioning for the world’s sweatiest relay. One sandbag per team. The rule was simple on paper: pass that heavy bastard down the line and back, then the whole team sprints together to your home side, knocks out a pile of reps as a unit, and hauls ass back for round two.
No man left behind. Lots of grunting, questionable passing technique, and colorful suggestions about where the sandbag could go next. It was equal parts teamwork drill and comedy show. Clunky? A little. Effective smoke session? Hell yes.
After we’d had enough of playing hot potato with the sandbag, we moseyed back toward COT… for the
Card Game Beatdown – “Move & MOT”
We broke out four mystery cards in the small parking lot: two “Move” and two “MOT” (Mode of Transport). Each card had a 1 on top and a 2 on the bottom, hiding two exercises or two ways to crawl/run/crab your way across the islands.
PAX picked a number for MOT and a number for Move. Then it was:
• Knock out the exercise
• Traverse the parking lot island-to-island using the chosen mode of transport
• Repeat the exercise on the way back
Examples included merkins + bear crawls, burpees + lunges, squats + karaoke, and plenty of other combinations that made grown men question their life choices while giggling like idiots. Foul language flowed freely. Laughs were abundant. Someone definitely called the bear crawl “the worst decision since my last marriage.”
We capped it off with a victory lap around the lot, then headed back to COT.
MARY:
A solid bit of core work to finish (Flutter Kicks, Freddy Mercurys) while still trading jokes about the morning’s chaos.
ANNOUNCEMENTS: >
COT: si