Yesterday, as I sat there realizing that I had to Q Flash, hip and shoulders hurting from my self-induced whooping on Saturday, I realized that I just needed to run a bunch to avoid anything that could possibly injure myself more. Unfortunately, 14 people decided to show up for my running extravaganza. I am sure this was a surprise to the mere 1.8 miles we did on Saturday while lifting everything we could. It hurt so bad that Popeye flew me the bird the next day at the pool. So, will all warning presented upfront, we were off to the races.
The Thang
Mosey to the front of the middle school for some warm up.
Mosey to the path – Listen to everyone complain about me saying there wouldn’t be burpees
Wall sit till the six is finished – Waiting to die from the humidity
Triple T Nickel is Back
Damn this was a long journey so we mosied to the wall at the middle school for some more wall action
Mosey Back to the Start- Hopefully avoiding Heat Stroke
Sorry Guys for having to run. Looking forward to switching back to the 5:30 start in the future so that I don’t have to jet early. Have a great week.
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