The Dead Who Walk (like Fred G. Sanford)

The Dead Who Walk (like Fred G. Sanford)

10 at Kevlar for a Total Body Workout.  We kept it simple.

Thang:

Run to tennis court parking – warmup COP.  It was dark.

Run to tennis pavilion.  Perform the following, then run to the end of cemetery lane

• 5 squat, 5 lbc, 5 merkins, 5 lunges
• increase reps by 5 each time, repeat 4 times

Run to hill.  Perform the following, then run up the hill and back.

• 5 squat, 5 lbc, 5 merkins, 5 lunges
• increase reps by 5 each time, repeat 4 times.   Add another trip up the hill with each set.

Run to back parking lot.  Teams of 3.  Hairburner grinders across the lot while doing the following:

• 5 squat, 5 lbc, 5 merkins, 5 lunges

Work until 6:15, then run back.  Whoops.

Skin:

Simple but highly effective.  We kept it to 4 total exercises, advertised as the Total Body Workout.  Throw in some 600m runs, hill repeats, and those horrible plates and everyone got a good little sweat going.  Sorry about the time – I was seeing multiple watches during the hairburners and thought it was 6:05 when everyone started getting a little rowdy.

Just a few observations:

• Lex brought in the clown car.  Looked like they had him in the back stuffed and cuffed though.  Not sure if they were saving gas or kidnapping.
• Maintenance guy kept following us around in his golf cart.  I almost had to hitch a ride back after the hairburners.
• I have never been, nor shall I ever be, thankful for that flesh covered towel that SemiGloss keeps bringing out.  It is disturbing on several levels.
• Witch Doctor complained about a broken toe, then proceeded run out in front all workout.  Modify as you feel necessary.
• Cottontail got his Kirkland Signatures all dirty out on the farm doing some mysterious bodyweight workouts.  He was moving a little slow this AM.
• Managed to self-smoke on this one.  A couple of Qs with a double-down Thursday in the middle –  I need a pecan log and a nap.
• No Big League Chew this AM.  I think he is prepping for a Custom GoRuck Heavy Heavy Heavy where you have to carry an entire tree yourself after you gnaw it down with your bare teeth.
• Turkey Leg, after catching wind of the hairburner threat last night at Ghost Runner, opted to take it easy by running 7 miles (again) through Raintree at a speedy pace.  Not sure how that is easier . . . but different strokes.
• Walking like Fred G. this afternoon after kettlebells and plates.

Where, where, are you tonight?
Why did you leave me here all alone?
I searched the world over,
And thought I found true love.
You met another and
Phht! you were gone.

HH