The ShovelFlag was planted and seven faithful headed into the gloom.

The Thang

Circumnavigate 2x to COP (SSHx25; Squatsx25; Imperial Walkersx25; Merkansx12; Peter Parkerx25; Parker Peterx20);

Mosey to Field of Picnic – DipsX25; RL StepupsX25; RA Incline Merkan; LL StepupsX25; LA Incline Merkan);

Mosey to top parking lot for football practice – Down and Back  – Jump Skips, Karaoke, Backwards run; Parking lot suicides with 5 burpees and 10 squats at stops;

Circumnavigate to Gravel lot to the crowd pleasing Good Samaritan – push the Suburban up the gravel parking lot to top of hill, sprint back to astroturf for 6MOM (LBC’s; Rosalitas; Dollies; Flutter; heels to heaven; Oblique V-ups);

Mosey back to gravel parking lot for Ghostbusters Elevens with Starjumps and Squats and a Detour around the parked Suburban;

Plankorama;

COT

Naked Man Moleskin –

Like a true experienced QIC, I forgot my watch this am, so I was hesitant to go off campus for fear of having to pull a Cindy sprint in order to have a timely COT.  So, not knowing what time it was and suffering from O2 dep, I went back to the tried and true Pax and time killer of The Eleven.  Really suffering from O2 dep, I took it even further back by going Ghostbusters and called on the only FNG to Stay-Puft and not think of the worst exercise he could possibly think of to do as the front side of the elevens.  Apparently not knowing what an eleven was (or knowing what it was and really wanting to prove his mettle), he picked starjumps, thus he got dubbed Stay-Puft for a strong callout on his virgin F3 experience. Knowing that we needed a true Stay-Puft backside exercise, I asked Tide to do the backside Stay-Puft honors…  Thus, the squats.  We then threw in a detour right before the squats of running around the Suburban now parked at the top of the hill in our way.  I ended up having to call a double audible – first to end the detour madness cuz it was making me dizzy, and second to halt the starjump madness because we ran out of time.  Not sure if it was my uncanny sense of time from my internal clock or my desire to make the starjumps go away, but I asked Deacon for the time at exactly 0630, thus allowing for a prompt COT sans any Cindy Sprints.