Would you believe me if I told you I use to be a site Q at the 87th worst site in Waxhaw? This was before it was known as the 87th worst site. Would you also believe that after leaving Floater 2.5 years ago to start Chiseled, I was never asked back to Q The Floater again (technically I wasn’t asked this time, I volunteered….but lets not get facts get in the way of a good come back story)?
So here I am, rain threatening, lights flickering on the old water tower, and nothing but mashers in the parking lot. It was quite the scary site. Then slowly but surely a few started trickling in. All but the two site Q’s that is.
DiCCs given. Special mention of crossing Providence Road twice. Slippery Bridge. And cars can’t see you, but they especially can’t see you in the rain. I reminder for gazelles to go back and get the 6. Announcements first because we thought it was going to pour on us right at 6:15….Posse ran long so I started the mosey and asked him to keep announcing as we went.
Mosey down to the vet (circling back for 6). Circle up for:
(For those that skimmed that was 50 merkins and 100 mountain climbers).
Some stretching and we are off.
Across Providence to that long road to Dream Chasers with lights for
25 merkins as each light I’m kidding. You should have seen the look on Posse’s face. (That SOB has been needling me the last few workouts so it was time for my revenge – evil laugh). For real, alternating 10 jump squats and 10 speed skaters (2 is 1) until you get to stop sign. Pick up 6.
Mosey to bridge and get into teams of 3. P1: alternate 10 Derkins/Irkins. P2: Runner/bear crawl. Crawl bear backwards up bridge incline round 1. Straight bear crawl flat part of bridge round 2. Bear Crawl down the bridge decline round 3. P3: alternate 10 Foot release squats/step ups. Once relived, run long way around and take over for P1 doing Irkins/Derkins. It sounds really complicated, and apparently to some pax it was as I found Baio and Chatterbox doing dips at some point???
Once everyone has done three rounds we cross Providence together again and do three different sprints with collector exercises in between until we are at the bottom of Keith Jong Hill. About 7 minutes left (less time that I expected) so we closed out with suicides up the hill. Recover for a short walk only to Jail Break back to COT.
The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said: “What am I bid for the old violin?”
And he held it up with the bow.
“A thousand dollars, and who’ll make it two?
Two thousand! And who’ll make it three?
Three thousand, once; three thousand, twice,
And going and gone,” said he.
The people cheered, but some of them cried,
“We do not quite understand.
What changed its worth?” Swift came the reply:
“The touch of the Master’s hand.”
And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd
Much like the old violin.
A “mess of pottage,” a glass of wine,
A game — and he travels on.
He is “going” once, and “going” twice,
He’s “going” and almost “gone.”
But the Master comes, and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul and the change that is wrought
By the touch of the Master’s hand.