I did it my way

AO: the Witch and the Wardrobe

When: 05/29/2018

PAX (): Crack. Just Crack.

Having kids subjects you to animated movies and as my friends promised me – before I was in that stage, myself – many of those movies are quite good! One that has been on rotation in my house quite a bit has been the movie “Sing.” If you aren’t aware, I am a Songstress – that means I am a lady who likes music or something like that – so that is a movie I do enjoy. (Side note: even though Matthew McConaugheeeeeeeee is a dapper Koala in that movie, he is still a stud, but it’s the songs I like!) I would like to use Mike’s final song as sing-spiration for my final CrackBlast along with my interpretation of the lyrics.


LYRICS: And now, the end is near

So I face the final curtain.

My Friend, I’ll say it clear
I’ll state my case of which I’m certain

Interpretation: It is time to shut down the ole Witch and Wardrobe. The past 4 weeks have one seen one PAX, sometimes me, sometimes Foghorn. I told him I would shut it down after last week, but with a strong Murph showing on Monday, I opted to give it one more try… (plus I had to show up this week since I never told anyone not to come… oops.) The words “male community” are mentioned directly in the F3 mission and there is always cool things to say around F3, like “lock shields.” A man all alone is not in line with that mission and therefore, not to the greater benefit for the community. Thus, it must come to an end. Why is it only one man… eh, read on!

I’ve lived a life that’s full
I’ve traveled each and every highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

That’s right. I did it my way. Sure, I got permission. Sure, I used a model that was already working elsewhere. Sure, I had repeated the words from Freed to Lead about problematic workouts on numerous occasions and how things like this were worth a try, but all of that is beside the point. I did it MY WAY. See: Individual Initiative

Regrets, I’ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exception

Regrets? That’s jive man! Oh wait, I should have done more backblasts. Actually, I have some regret on behalf of Foghorn. What a friend that guy has come to be. He’s just a good dude that will tell me the things I need to hear. When I tell him to f*ck with somebody, he always takes the polite, cordial way. And the friend that he is, he backed this workout and it’s purpose even in the midst of it disconnecting him from those guys he likes so much. He, unlike me, actually likes you guys!

I planned each charted course
Each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way

I think he is talking about planning a workout here. Not real sure. Yeah, its about planning the workout. If you have to get 3 miles in on every beatdown, you have to be prepared.

Yes, there were times, I’m sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all when there was doubt
I ate it up and spit it out

Since only a couple of guys ever decided to check out tWxtW, hopefully not too many people knew that I couldn’t actually hold the pace I tried to chew. Either way, the challenge was fun, the variety was worthwhile, and the spit was necessary.

I faced it all and I stood tall
And did it my way

I’ve loved, laughed and cried
I’ve had my fails, my share of losing

I saw how things happened and I will admit that I was a little surprised. I talked about this workout for a few months before it began and I talked about it with the people that I thought I should have talked about it to. But I didn’t blast it out and maybe that’s all on me. Partially due to lack of time and in part due to my own nervousness as whether or not I could even handle a workout with intensity that was focused on faster running with pain-stations, I just didn’t blast it out. Figured we would start without fanfare, make sure it was worthwhile, and then gain some steam. So when it happened and people took offense to it, then those HIMs that knew about the workout from the beginning, didn’t seem to back it up, I cried. A lot. Alone. Into my pillow. In broad daylight. Instead of the The Rubicon leaders seeing this as another opportunity to continue invigorating male community leadership, they decided it must be a slight, so they blackballed the workout, copied it for a few weeks, and I lost. They surely didn’t do it for any reason other than to protect their AO challenge trophy!! Wait, the original AO lost the AO challenge last year?

And now as tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think I did all that
And may I say, not in a shy way

In spite of my loss, good things are happening around us, especially in Cherokee. Those boys are adding beatdowns as often as the numbers tell you to. From what I understand, they are simply following the guidance freely provided in Freed, so it’s doubtful that the ole Witch has anything to do with the close proximity of the The Paragon and Stoneclad that are just 1.5 miles apart, but it is worth noting those two workouts last Thursday had 17 at one and 7 at the other. 24 irons sharpening 24 irons right around the corner from each other. Keep it up, fellows. Don’t let anyone tell you that our region works any differently that any other successful region. Every region has men that give it away, some just give it away more often, like it’s a Chili Peppers song.

Oh, no, oh, no, not me
I did it my way

For what is a mouse, what has he got
If not himself, then he has not

True that. Sing it Mikey!

To say the things he truly feels
And not the words he would reveal
The record shows I took the blows
And did it my way

This is when my mousette slides in on a Hot Wheels convertible is we hit the road!


Enough of such inconsequential words. Hopefully whomever reads this can tell the appropriate people to remove the Witch from the website as necessary. Also, someone can have the flag that I inherited and have been planting at the Witch. Maybe a future AO could make use of it. When I found this flag one night at Wills Park – thanks to my son that said, “Dad, why is your flag here?” – I assumed it had been forgotten by the boys of The Rubicon. So, I looked to twitter and read through a few back blasts, including one that did a beatdown in honor of the flag. I even posted to a Rube workout to see what may be said about said flag. But nothing. I heard once of a man that said as long as its not a secret, it’s a given that others will help. I never heard anything, so I don’t know who used to own this flag. It looks a lot like the original F3 Alpharetta flag. The one that was provided as a gift by the brothers that drove so far to plant us. Surely one wouldn’t keep such a secret as having lost such a treasured gift? But then again, the gift was in their drive. That flag is a little beat up and nasty, but it means a lot to me, so if you promise to take good care of it, come on by and get it. I’m not far!

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