The day, Monday. The temperature, mild. The previous days Jalapenos, a bad idea. I called the battle cry for the ORIGINAL kettle bell BOP and there was no shortage of takers. Today there was something different and strange on the horizon. What could this wonder be? Wait its coming in closer now…… its a…….its a…….. terrible idea. Yes that’s it, lets make the BOP even worse than ever.

The Thang

disclaimer, no fng (note to self I should say new guy otherwise they wouldn’t know if they were an fng or not), and we were off

Quick mosey around DBES parking lot then to some imperial walkers, windmills, a merkins with a little yoga flair and we were warm. Mosey, with bell, to the rear road running parallel down the back of the school. Here sanity left the building….

There was no secret and everyone knew we were doing the BOP. What they hadn’t prepared for was YHC being an idiot. “Partner up” I commanded. Puzzling looks crossed the crowd. I continued with instructions, Ok guys see these 5 light pools…. a groan crossed the crowd. While your partner is working through the exercise you are running pole suicides. Start with one poll then back to releave your partner. After partner 2 returns from poll 1 go to poll 2, so on and so on.

In short we did almost 3 miles while doing:

200 swings, 100 curls each arm, 200 tri extensions, 200 goblet squats, 200 Russian twists (yes with bell), 200 lcb with kell

Surprisingly the chatter was low, go figure right!? We all got stronger though the suck. Everyone was mad. I don’t care. I am here to make you better. Suck it up butter cups.

COT Prayers for family, friends, and country

Till we meet again- Birdcage