Matthew records the words of Jesus, “Where two or three are gathered… I am with them” (MT 18:20). It was a good thing ’cause we were three HIMs needing help to keep our shoulders from splitting open this morning.

Warm up:

20 SSH, 20 LSS, 20 Moroccan Nightclubs, 20 overhead claps, 20 Carolina dry docks, 15 merkins, 40 calf raises, and a couple of  laps around the parking lot.

The Thang:

Ignoring the urge to dress up for Halloween, YHC slightly adjusted the weinke, as we needed four for the plan. As any Soldier knows, “no good plan ever survives the first shot,” thus, we pressed on.

With kettlebells at the ready and a flashlight on the board, the three of us performed the followings sets:

Each exercise was rewarded with fartlek-like sprints before continuing to the next.

80 Kettlebell right arm tricep extensions, 80 KB left arm tricep extensions, 80 LBCs w/KBs, 80 Russian KB swings, 80 KB Squats, 80 R and 80 L KB floor presses, 80 R and 80 L KB lunge presses, 50 R and 50 L KB military presses, and 80 KB calf raises on the curb.

We paused for what I’ve dubbed “the Apache Ten-Count” (between the Kettlebell swings and the lunge presses) to learn a bit more about one another. Interestingly, we each have a connection to New York State, are hoping the Cubs can pull out a miracle, and think frying seafood is a waste of good seafood. The workout ended with the COT.

Thoughts:

Yesterday, I responded to a tragedy: a Soldier in my battalion awoke to discover his 5-month-old daughter had died in the night. Come, Lord Jesus, Come! Men, the theme of the month is all about the time we make. I am reminded to take time for my children. We do not know how long we will be here, nor how long we will have the health we (hopefully) enjoy this day, but this I do know, I’m grateful for God (Sky Q), for my family, for the men of F3, and for what this newly adopted lifestyle of F3 participation means to me.

Aye!