Another beautiful day at The Deep… Weather was good. Men showed up. And with Twister and YHC on Q… Things got loud… and a little stupid.
Disclaimer got disclaimed, and off we went with YHC at the helm for half number 1…
We jogged around a bit and did some typical warm up things:
SSHs, IWs, Moroccan Nightclubs, Squats, Merkins, that sort of thing…
Then we completed 3 Kraken Burpees and ran 3 laps as fast as we could around the small traffic loop at the far end of the front of the school (approx 1/2 mile).
Next, it was time to grab the blocks… Pax were warned… But they came anyway…
Each Pax performed the following with their cinderblock:
12 8 count bodybuilders (was supposed to be 25, but I was afraid of mutiny… don’t worry, we finished them later…)
25 4 count flutter kicks with block press
25 leg lifts (this was a TERRIBLE idea – put your feet in the holes of the CB and then extend legs – then nearly die from a CB hitting you in the face)
25 merkins (one hand on block then switch)
25 air squats
25 hello dollies
12 more 8 count bodybuilders
Good news! The first half is over… Bad news? There’s a second half.
Twister has everyone shoulder their block and then start running around the BIG parking lot.
Run halfway around, then do:
15 curls
15 shoulder presses
15 squats
and I think one other terrible thing…
Then REPEAT FOR A HALF HOUR. This utterly sucked. We ran roughly two miles, WITH BRICKS ON OUR SHOULDERS! What the heck is WRONG with that guy? And WHY DID WE LISTEN?!?!
Limp back for COT… 🙂
NMM:
Actually, it was glorious. It was hard and horrible and fantastic. And OF COURSE we followed Twister. And I’ll tell you why:
Number 1: We like that guy. He’s a good dude, and even though he has his own brand of crazy, it matches enough of our crazy that we get along with each other.
Number 2: Because that’s how this works. A man puts himself out there, voluntarily, in front of his peers, and we support him. We do what he says because we trust him. We know that our turn will come and we will want the same support in return. The workout is a microcosm of life. It is a pattern for life in many ways as well. (More on that in an upcoming backblast)
Helmet, out.