17 strong men rolled out of the rack for a July 4, 2014 celebration to include all three Fs.

We started our morning with The Pledge of Allegiance

YHC started with a high quality rendition of the disclaimer to include the fact that I had never lead a moderate workout, and for those who know me, moderation is not one of my strong attributes. Nobody ran off, and off we went into the gloom.

Did I mention the trash truck rolled through and everything smelled like Cable Guys A$$?

The Thang:

We started walking towards Empire with a variety of exercises to warm up old man legs.

We started with a slow mosey tour of the AO, Flacco and Cake Boss reminded me it was starting to feel like Laces Out.

Circle up back at Baxter Playhouse, we did our normal warm-ups of SSH, IW, squats, and we started a really nice plank series to include mountain climbers, Peter Parker, & Parker Peter, when I was choked out by the weird dude smoking and watching us workout…kind of creepy, I think I know where the Baxter burglars sleep….definitely not the Marlboro man…smelled more like Camel without filters…just saying…cough…cough…cough…yuk.

Mosey back to Empire for some COP and down and back to continue the cardio portion…nothing real exciting…just sprints, hops, and repeat el’backwardo. Mosey back around the building stinky smokiest had rolled to his next location (still smells like A%%). Planks followed by 15 step-ups each sides followed by 15 curb bunny hops. Mosey to the wall along I-77 of Lowes for a squat, people’s chair, arm varied position leg smoker, nice to see how the PAX can all count equally slower to my most annoying pain fest. Mosey back to Empire.

More nonsense back and forth, partner push & pulls, a little second F, and a bit of low quality mumble chatter on how long this Burn was going to last.

COP was “ABLAB Dealers Choice” for 10 reps, it was ridiculous difficult, and absolutely exhausting. X & O kills me, I mean that almost literally

Mosey back up the hill for COT, a self-portrait (I understand that I am supposed to call it a “selfie”, selfie meant something different in the eighties…just saying). Towel off, change shirts, ordered our Chicken, opened the Bible for some Wisdom.

Chicken Hawk did top notch work taking us through Daniel 2, my favorite verse for clarity:

Daniel 2:23English Standard Version (ESV)

²³ To you, O God of my fathers, I give thanks and praise, for you have given me wisdom and might, and have now made known to me what we asked of you, for you have made known to us the king’s matter.”

Hard Drive is back next week,

Have a safe 4^th,

CSPAN