Hops: Vigorously refreshing browser to see when BB is posted
Header: Furiously writing last 7 backblasts
TR: Indubitably watching WHAM videos on YouTube
Turkey Leg: Suspiciously Supergluing newly formed calluses back on
Chin Music: Regrettably remembering those double snatches
VooDoo: Unfortunately realizing that this morning was his fault
Hoover: Likely still doubled over laughing
Victoria: Seriously wondering what just happened
Baracus: Definitely not running (hang in there buddy)
Horsehead: Painfully realizing that I don’t normally do this much of the workout
Warmup without kettlebells, that some people skipped completely.
(10 merkins + 20 swings) * (5 sets)
1-10 Ladder – Row, Swing, Goblet, Thruster
1-10 Ladder – 1H Swing, Clean, High Pull, Snatch
Clean & Press Ladder
Snatch to Clean to Racked Squat Ladder
Despite my best efforts, today eventually landed upon us and now we are all wondering what really happened out there this morning. I’m still not completely sure, but here are a few nuggets:
Hops made his annual MeatHead trip for the purposes of shovelflag shaming and complaining about his injuries pre, during, and post workout. He’s always looking for that one quote to bring it home, and I think he keeps a journal of the dumb things that I allegedly say. Somehow, 2nd Hand Smokers Teeth came into play this morning. I’m not exactly sure what the context was, but it may have to do with TR’s self-proclaimed buttery whites.
The 80’s movie soundtrack was a huge hit, and the pax demonstrated some freakish knowledge of accompanying cultural references. Andrew Ridgeley being the 2nd member of WHAM! was likely the crown jewel of this inutile knowledge. Thanks TR. I’m glad I watched that YouTube video also.
Hoover seemed skeptical when I suggested the medical benefits of SuperGlue for chemically suturing wounds. I’m not sure why you wouldn’t trust me for your medical needs, after all we’ve been through together, but you have to make those decisions yourself.
Turkey Leg, on the other hand, just texted me and has somehow superglued himself to, well . . . himself. It’s complicated and a bit embarrassing. Somebody needs to call somebody to do something after we get some photos.
Nobody complained that Werewolves of London was technically a late 70’s tune that somehow got added to the list.
It’s nice that they just repaved the parking lot. It’s almost as if somebody has been pushing farming implements around on the asphalt. Suspicious.
My hands are still shaking a bit. Feels like I just hit an extra large range bucket of Dunlop DDHs with some Spalding blades.
If you know someone going through a tough time, don’t ask them if there is anything you can do. That’s a thoughtless gift card that never gets cashed in. You need to show up and serve them somehow, even it it means getting treated like a servant.