What time is it? 0515? Yeah… I’m still writing stupid stuff on these cones, so just give me a second. Hey, can you help me carry all this heavy crap over to the pullup bars? Thanks, fellas, you’re real gems… Yes, I know the AO is barely 1 mile from my house, but please remind me again…

Warm it up, Kris… I’m about to…
Jog down the hill to the back of the Elementary School and introduce the Pax to the loop they will be running later, then…
Windmills x 10
SSH x 20
Merkins x 10
Peter Parkers x 10
Parker Peters x 10
Imperial Walkers x 10

The Thang:

One Pax runs down the hill and around the 2nd island in the lot to the left and back up the hill (just under 1/4 mile). This guy is the timer for the rest of us (it took roughly 1 to 2 minutes depending on the Pax). Then the rest of the Pax rotate through the following stations:
– Block Burpee Press (35lb.)
– Flutter Kick with Sandbag press (50lb.)
– Cinderblock Overhead Press (35lb.)
– Sandbag Jump Squats (45lb.)
– Farmers Walk (35lb. ruck/35lb. KB)
– Pullups (unweighted/unassisted)
– Cinderblock Curls (35lb.)
Repeato until 0559.

NMM:
Last weekend, I participated in an event put on by F3 Isotope called The Delta. It was… well… awful… It was 6 miles of rucking and sandbags and pullups and pain, and by the end, I thought that I would NEVER do anything like that again. Then, of course, 48 hours later, my team had already convinced me that we would do it again next year. And THAT is probably one of my most favorite things about F3. I am constantly pushed beyond what I would do on my own. If I am going to be vulnerable, I’ve never had to work that hard for much in my life growing up. I”m not proud of that. I was kind of a spoiled brat, actually. Before F3 (and even now, more often than I’d like to admit), if left to my own devices, I’m not going to push myself very far beyond what I am comfortable with. That all goes out the window, though, when you have committed to 3 other men that you will be at a certain place, at a certain time, to do a certain really stupid thing. Simply put, we are better together, and that is that. Thank you, brothers, for freeing this SadClown…

Helmet, out.