April 12th, 2026 By Fire Chicken

PAX:

LMU

Loveboat

Brickyard

Spud

Mountie

WHAM!

Psycho T

Homeland

Tombstone

Catfish

PR

Hops

Boston

Mayweather

14 men were up before the enemy this morning and braved the Street of Hormunion to get hard together. Here’s how it went…

Mosey to the Bum Wash where the Q learned how to open a door for the first time, dodging heavy traffic along the way.

SSH x20ic

IST’s x15ic

Loose Change x10ic

Arm Circles forward and back

Mosey over to the 5/3 parking lot where we would encounter even more traffic trying to cross the street for…

THE THANG

In honor of UNC’s rich coaching history adding another chapter in its legacy, we did a 4 corners workout.

Bottom of the hill – 10 merks

Top of hill – 10 WW2’s

Top of 5/3 parking – 10 jump squats

Bottom of 5/3 parking – 10 KGC’s ic

Repeat-o ‘til you’re beat-o and mosey back to the AO for…

MARY

We enjoyed a portion of the stretches that have become a constant in my daily routine of immobility, then called it.

PRAYERS/ANNOUNCEMENTS

Loveboat’s grandmother who passed away yesterday

Mountie/Homeland’s kids who are traveling on a bus to the Outer Banks for an 8th grade field trip to go…spelunking 😉

Jim Stowe, my friend who has entered hospice care

CVAN men for change – have collected $300 so far, will continue to collect for another week and then I’ll round up to the next $100 and sponsor as many as we get. Will post my Venmo in Slack, even a $10 donation apiece makes a difference.

MOLESKIN

Today we prayed for my friend Jim Stowe who has entered into Hospice care at his home. Jim has lived a good long life, and served this world well. We became friends through my Rotary Club, where we served Meals on Wheels together for years. Some of you know him, and know what a great guy he is. Although he has recently traveled the world (6 out of 7 continents), until he retired he never took a vacation before. Instead he used all of his vacations every year to go help with an orphanage in Tanzania that his church did mission work with. He is a long time member of our club, and tirelessly serves this community. He has lost both a daughter and a grandson to cancer in the last couple of years, and it never affected his faith or his positive disposition. He came to meetings early and set up, and stayed late to break down and clean up – small, quiet acts of service that defined his life. He has worked hard and lived a very humble life.

I went to visit him for a few minutes before going to work this morning, and I could tell he is not going to be with us much longer. He was comfortable in his chair watching TV with his hospice nurse and his granddaughter. In the last 2 days he’s had roughly 30 people drop in to visit and spend time with him.

I couldn’t help but think that’s a true testament to his life. He may not live in a flashy home, or have overly fancy things. But this man is truly rich. So many people had come to visit him that they had to send out a message to stop visiting because it was overwhelming him. He had lived his life in such a way that people cared about him like that.

I hope that’s the kind of man I’m being. We need more of them, now more than ever in these crazy times. I’m sad that the end of this life is near for my friend. But I know that if there is a heaven, he is going to be there.

I challenge each of us to go out there now, today, and live our lives in a way that there’s a line at our door when the end is near for us. That’s the real measure of a man in my book.

Backblast

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