12 PAX rejected the fartsack on a frozen spring morning at Thrive at Carolina Courts: Hoffa, eHarmony, Thurston, Hairband, Shepherd, Glass Joe, Nomad, Gypsy, Arsenal, Bullwinkle, Bonhoeffer
Warmup lap around lot.
We were warned that lots of animals had used the field the day before, so there might have been minefields left for us.
Some of us have water on the eardrum and can’t balance to do calf raises. *clears throat* Gypsy!
Hairband kept trying to go all improv hair-metal style with his workout instructions.
6 PAX refused to fartsack on a frozen spring morning at Thrive at Carolina Courts: Bernanke, Thurston, Hoffa, Glass Joe, Shepherd, Bonhoeffer
34 sidestraddle hops to kick things off. Took a lap around the parking lot doing 34 sidestraddle hops at each parking median (34=17 x 2).
The Thang (all workouts taken from page 17 of the Lexicon because it’s the 17th)
Apparently, spring means it can still be freezing cold, and apparently, that means lots of PAX enjoy breathing in their own fartsacks.
It became apparent that Page 17 of the Lexicon gives too many PAX prison flashbacks.
Glass Joe was in rare quiet form. Except when he was complaining about forgetting his long-sleeve shirt. #Irony #SomePeopleAren’tVerySmart
Shepherd confessed that he purposefully avoids Qing workouts, but he’s going to make it up by doing one a month for the rest of 2018.
The red sunrise warned us sailors to take warning, but 8 PAX still went & got their sails kicked at #F3Outland: EE, Shepherd, Bernanke, Hairband, Christmas, Smokey, Lumberjack, Bonhoeffer.
Mosey around building back to front parking lot – stretch
YHC tried to offer some pre-workout inspiration from Henry Ford, but the guys didn’t have time to go back to their cars for their brains. #TooEarly
Someone made a failed argument that flapjack and flipflop are different things. California natives know their flipflops, aight?
To everyone who pretended YHC’s instructions were unclear at every stage, I handwrote you all thank you cards. Check your mailbox every morning for the next 407 days to make sure you get them.
13 PAX got an easy workout at Thrive at Carolina Courts: Shake N Bake, Bernanke, Thurston, Bullwinkle, Hairband, Lamont, Hoffa, Glass Joe, Shepherd, Lumberjack, Espresso, E-Harmony, Bonhoeffer
Took a lap around the gym counterclockwise to get the uphill.
With Bonhoeffer fresh off Q school, everyone’s high hopes were bound to be shattered.
Glass Joe didn’t wait to phewting mumblechatter while we ran so far around the gym. When we got back, we found Bullwinkle … “What time does the 0530 workout start?” … cue 5 Burpwinkles.
During stretching, a couple of hecklers who went to Bros, Brews, & Bibles on Sunday tried (successfully) to distract the Q with appropriate jokes about things you’ll have to attend B3 next time to be privy too.
We started with ye ole Starfish in the front parking lot. Since the Q doesn’t like how Burpies grind his spine, we did alternative burpies “squat pushups” in the center, 5 after each starfish leg. 4 corners were 15 X Mountain Climbers, Dry Docks, LBCs, & Imperial Walkers. We did 2 rounds.
21 American Hammers on your own. Lots of complaints about it not being time for Mary yet. After all, who wants nice abs anyway?
We moseyed to the modified “track” around the soccer field, had to run up to the sidewalk at the road and down the grass hill at the side.
To the north hill by the road. We kept it simple … no 7s … and JUST ran up and down the hill 10 X. Mixed it up with one backwards and the last 3 faster than before. Funny, no one complained about how easy this was. Also funny how many of us didn’t want to touch the fence and the sidewalk … apparent confusion about top and bottom (that’s what she said).
We moseyed back toward the volleyball courts, and Hairband thought he’d crack at the Q that they only went that way because he left his jacket. But E-Harmony knew the real truth.
At the volleyball courts, we split into partners (w/ one threesome) and did a double circuit of fun.
Back in the parking lot during Mary, we tried a mix to hit all our ab muscles >
9 PAX got schooled today at Cuthbertson Middle School in the chilly wind, Q’d by Dasher at the front of the sleigh: Ole MacDonald, Posse, Bullwinkle, Bonhoeffer, Dasher, Maple Syrup, Recalculating, Radar, Foley
@ parking lot … every student leading aN exercise
After already having Q’d a number of times, it was great to officially get trained. Good job, Dasher, for leading with whoever the other guy was (Posse?)!
In front parking lot, lots of good stuff about not leaving PAX behind and taking charge.
Mosey to the benches at the front of the school where we did 25 dips that were really 50 on a 4-count. Tricky. Then 25 step-ups total, not each leg. Finished off with a triple of derckens, merckens, and incline merckens.
Teaching about planning activities for those PAX who lead the pack so they get a full workout.
Mosey a little further to the stairs where we rocked some 7s, starting with 1 jump squat at bottom and 6 merckens at top.
Teaching about helping the leaders modify with extra reps or doing 11s, starting at 4.
Radar finally joined us right before we moseyed back to the start.
Then we car-moseyed to Mickey D’s to skim through our packets and get teached some more good stuff about planning out workouts, posting backblasts. Posse said he wrote the instruction packet, but like any typical classroom, he “borrowed” it all from other places and compiled it together into a pretty legit training doc. Basically WiF3pedia.
A PAX from Huntersville walked past us and got connected with us after moving down from the North side.
In circle of trust, we closed with an inspirational quote from some President Guy whose name I can’t remember. It was good though, about being the dude in the ring actually doing the thang instead of being the critic on the outside. *rah rah, yeah*