So, this morning we had a case of what I am now fond of calling an “ImpromptQ”, meaning that the scheduled Q didn’t show (for whatever reason), and so someone had to jump in last minute. (Red Banjo called it c-spanning…) As the time ticked down, 23 men showed up, but still no Q, Red Banjo and YHC shared a couple of sideways glances and decided on the spot that we could probably handle things, so off we went… (I won’t remember everything, but I’ll give it a go)

Red Banjo took us for a quick lap around the park and then we circled up for a little warming up which included several rounds of 5 burpees OYO.
There were 20 each of SSH, Mountain Climbers, IW, and a few other things I can’t remember, all broken up by 5 burpees OYO. Then we moseyed to the playground where we partnered up and did three rounds of Partner 1 doing dips and pullups while Partner 2 ran to the path and back. (I feel like there is something else that happened here, but probable lack of oxygen then and passage of time makes me not recall)
Mosey to the soccer goals that were set up for some sprints and (shocker) burpees OYO… Then walk back. Sprint to the other side and do something else horrible, walk back. Then it was some sort of skipping/jumping exercise over and back. Then we bear crawled and did something else awful… There were some flying squirrels in there… It’s all blurring together now. Let’s just agree that it was sucking, fair?

Hand off the Q to YHC, and we pulled in close to ask the question, “Why did we come here today?” Jeter (Boeheim’s 2.0) had the best answer, “Because my dad made me.” We all agreed we are here to get better. Partner up (size matters). Partner carry to the top of the hill, run down, flapjack. Wheelbarrow to the top of the hill, run down, flapjack. Partner 1 planks on hands, Partner 2 holds feet and does 15 curls, flapjack. Loved that? Do it again. Then Partner 1 planks while Partner 2 does derkins off of his back, flapjack. Loved that too? Great! Do it again. Bearcrawl up the hill, run down. Sprint up, run down. Who thinks they have a little left in the tank?
Mosey to the playground, Partner 1 does dips while Partner 2 does a lap around the playground, flapjack to 100. Partner 1 does Incline Merkins while Partner 2 runs a lap, flapjack to 100. Got any left? Great! Mosey to do a little Mary and finish where we started with 5 burpees in cadence, because there is almost always a little left in the tank…

I know I left some things out, but we were making it up on the fly and I didn’t write it down immediately… Meh… What’s a girl to do…?

Moleskine:
Red Banjo is fast. And fit. He can’t weigh more than about 165, the dude wears a hat and sweatshirt and ski gloves in the summer, outruns most all of us, and he carried my 205 up that hill like I was barely there. Mad respect… Which brings me to a thought that lots of PAX have said lots of times. You want to get faster? Run with faster guys. Same applies across the board. You want to be a better husband? Hang out with guys who have good marriages. You want to be a better dad? Hang out with guys that are great dads. Don’t know who those guys are? Start having some 2nd F interaction. It will be obvious in no time if these are the guys to push you and help you get where you want to be.

As always, an honor to serve.

Helmet, out…