7 PAX arrived excited for the promise of toys early this year, only to be greeted with 12 “toys” of mass destruction and pain induction! Woooooo!
We began with an admittedly aggressive ladder. This thing got ugly fast and I decided to cut the last two rounds for the sake of time and so the PAX could actually save some strength for the implements.
The Main Event:
Grab your bells and lets head to the other end of the parking lot. Once there PAX partnered up with like size bells.
*After the 4 rounds of P1 Kettlebell exercises we moved to a 1 minute per implement cycle to ensure every pain station was visited.
‘Twas the night before Foxhole, and all through the PAX minds
were nightmares and visions of Chanel not being kind.
Promises of toys and pain made them aflutter,
only 7 brave PAX would come…who obviously did not know any better.
Voodoo was nestled all snug in his fartsack,
while the brave 7 wrestled slosh tubes and tires while straining their backs.
Feeling tired, worn out and hung to dry
they morphed from men to beasts in the blink of an eye.
Chanel’s toys were brutal that was for sure,
but nothing these brave 7 could not endure.
When time was over they sprang to their sleighs,
fearing when Chanel and those toys would be back another day.
It was an honor to lead you men out there today. Great work by everyone and I hope you enjoyed something a little different!
Thanks for the strong takeout Rock Thrill!
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