Bad ideas

Bad ideas

Preamble:

Despite getting older and, hopefully, wiser, there are still decisions that are made ahead of time that are potentially bad ideas.  In themselves, they may be perfectly fine…but they provide that window or opportunity for excess and / or crossing the line.  Hosting a neighborhood “Pre-Game” party at 3:45 is that kind of decision.  Taking the bait when offered the Q-spot for the day after the Super Bowl…also that kind of decision, but one that held me somewhat accountable.  Other bad ideas include continuing to run up the middle against the top rush defense…but I digress.  11 guys total showed up at DMZ to try to put that game out of their memories.

THANG

Take off toward Carmel Middle.  5 burpees at each driveway on the right.  Mary in front of the school while waiting on the six.  Mosey to rock pile and grab a rock. Mosey back to Camilla with rock.  Instructions to run to that road that connects to Colony Morrowick with rock, stopping at each cross street (5 total stops) for 10 overhead presses, 20 squats, 30 Russian twists.  Mary and planking at Morrowick.

Switch rocks – fast guys get a heavier rock – and head back up to Innsbrook, stopping at each drive way on the right for 10 curls.  Stop at Innsbrook (top of the hill) and drop rocks on the sidewalk.  Call for Jacob’s Ladder with 10 merkins at the bottom, increasing burpees at the top.  Audible to stop after 5.  Some flutters waiting for the six.

Pick up rocks, head back to Carmel Middle, stopping at each cross street for 10 tricep extensions and 20 LBCs with rock.  Deposit rocks back at their home behind Carmel.  Quick mosey back to home base.

Moleskine

That’s the Cam Newton press conference version of this morning’s workout #47seconds.  Small group, so nowhere to hide.  YHC quickly realized that on the way back up Camilla #firsttoworst #rockselection.

Feeling rather pissed off after #SB50, and knowing that running with heavy stuff is YHC’s kryptonite, had to go sadomasochistic today (just google the meaning, Turd – but don’t image search).  Shades of Swampfox on the opener, which was like a cement mixer churning up the wings, pizza, and beer of yesterday.  YHC almost lost it…even got those questionable burps.

Blame Mike Tolbert for us carrying the rocks today. At the school, YHC chose a relatively rectangular-shaped rock of moderate size (more big than heavy), held it up as an example, and said “a rock roughly yea big”.  Cheese Curd couldn’t stand not knowing the usage of the rock, or can’t see, so allow him to blame poor rock selection, not being slow, for hanging out near the back.  Orlando and One Eye were up front on the trip down to Morrowick. Snowflake went heavy – unfortunate for YHC to select his rock for the return trip.  Free from the constraints of carrying something, Hairball smoked the Jacob’s Ladder.   YHC stopped him just as he was lapping the six.  Notably not near the front was DMZ’s own subscriber to Lids “Hats of the NL Central”.

Expectedly not present was SG, despite this being a wheelhouse workout for him.  Guess those garage doors aren’t working yet.

May have gone a bit into OT, but gotta feel good about the accomplishment.  Covered over 3 miles, which included close to 2 miles toting the rock, plus a few exercises.