What Goes Around . . .

What Goes Around . . .

Nothing in life is so exhilarating as to be shot at without result.

Winston Churchill and, possibly, Bugs Bunny

I deciphered 11 from my voice recording, and Sparta claimed 13, with a total count of 21. None of these numbers add up, which seems about right for what happened today, so we’ll go with it.

THANG:

Warmup meandering around the campus to get things flowing.

COP behind First Baptist Matthews. SSH, IW, and some “Sharon Towers” that should probably be renamed to “Plantation Estates” for this locale. We also Petered and Parkered if I recall correctly.

Crazy 8s: Run a big figure eight with eight merkins on one end and eight LBCs at the other. Do it . . . .wait for it . . . eight times. After you finish eight rounds, pick up the six to make nine. Then get on your six for three sets of Mary. Whew.

Mosey over to the new Fisher Price picnic tables, but not before we attempt Boondock’s Rail Slide challenge. Hands on the one handrail and feet on the other, attempt a spider man side-shuffle from one end of the other. Lots of lounge-walkers refusniking this jewel. I suppose that’s a taste of my own medicine.

Joker 10/20/30 on the tables – Squats (with butt level gauge), Little Haze, and Farrokh Bulsara

Finally, suicides in the big lot. Assorted merkins for first set, and burpees for the 2nd (which I was baited into by Sardine, who then promptly refusniked them #troll). Couple of AYG gassers to deal the fatality blow. Boondock smoked us on the gassers, but Smokey was not far behind. Seems about right – a 13 year followed by a 50 year old man, and then the rest of us. You know who else can move, Lois “Freight Train” Johnston. We tried to bait Benny into a foot race on Slack, but I don’t think there’s anything else to prove here.

SKIN:

I’ve skinned the thang a bit already, so just a few more observations here.

• Somehow, Big League Chew staggered into COP after running with the Sparta whippets. I think he saw Gypsy’s decked out shovel flag and got snookered into thinking he was at some sort of log-carrying Ruck-o-Matic festival, but boy was he in for a surprise. Well, at least that’s what I think happened. It’s on the internet now.
• There was a fair piece of Refusniking from the Peak51 gentlemen today, mostly surrounding the suspicious handrail crawling and all things burpees. I suppose I deserve this a bit. Modify as needed.
• I read somewhere that folks were getting all serious-like with their workouts and complaining that people were actually talking amongst themselves during such. You know where talking don’t belong? Urinals. That’s where. So unless you’re pulling up beside to me to take a wee (and you’d best skip a space if one is open), then feel free to chat my ear off as long as you can keep up (which ain’t hard). These are my rulez though, and may not apply to your workouts. If you have a problem with that, take it up with Gordon Shumway, who’s really in charge #Alftan
• Here’s my take about the Moderate workout sites. These guys can handle anything you throw at them, as long as you don’t run all over creation and string everyone out. Keep it in the lot and go as hard as you want and they’ll be right there.
• Great crew. Slim has inspired a lot of guys to do more than they ever thought possible with his encouragement (and suspect representation of BRR terrain), and Sensei has reinforced that with his actions. Geraldo and Lois probably did something that I’m also sure was important so keep that in mind.

Toodles,

Horsehead