It was a balmy 30 degrees, the music was pumpin’, and 7 men were ready for a workout. It went something like this…
Prohibition on Q:
Mosey half way around the “track” with portable music device and to the center of the field for COP.
SSH x 20 (Welcome Radar – now up to 8 “men”)
Slow Merkin x 10
IW x 20
Slow Wide Arm Merkin x 10
Low Slow Squat x 20
The Thang:
Size yourselves up and grab a partner. From center of field, Partner 1 runs to playground and does 10 pullups. Partner 2 runs to opposite corner for 10 burpees. Meet back in the middle. While P1 planks, P2 does 10 Derkins off of partners back. Flapjack. Then P1 runs to burpees while P2 runs to pullups. That is 1 round. Rinse and Repeat for 3 complete rounds.
Welcome Spacker. Up to 9 men.
Head over to rock stone pile and pick out a solid exercise stone.
Partner Stone Tap Situps x 20
Stone Curls x 15 IC
Stone Overhead Press x 15 IC
Stone Tricep Extenstion x 15 IC
Partner Stone Tap Situps x 20
Return you stone and hand over Q to Hairball.
Mosey to Touchstone parking lot:
Partner Drags to first island (about 10 parking spaces) towards Yellow Rose, flapjack back to start. 20 elbow plank hand slaps. Rinse and Repeat.
Elbow Peter Parker x 20 IC
Single Leg Merkins x 10 each leg IC
Ballet Squats (Plies) x 50, maybe (distracted by the lovers [see below] nobody was counting)
Backward suicide across YR lot, stopping at each row of parking spots with 1 partner exercising, 1 partner running.
Round 1: Crab Kicks
Round 2: Bear Squats
Mosey back to soccer fields for a little game Hairball likes to call “Steal The Bacon”. Partners now become enemies as two teams are formed with each person planking across from their partner and numbering off. A knotted towel (bacon) was placed in the center between the lines. When a number was called, the pax with that number from each team sprinted to the bacon. The objective was to bring the bacon across your starting line. Winning team each round x 10 merkins. Losing team each round x 10 burpees.
All numbers were called for head to head action. Final round, all numbers were called for a full-on scrum. After many scrapes, bruises, and soccer tackles, Team @boutique brought home some bacon.
Mosey to front parking and find some room on the benches.
Derkins x 10
Flutters x 20
Step Ups x 10 each leg
Incline Merkins x 10
Curb Flutters x 20
Step Ups x 10 each leg
Mary:
J-Lo x 15
Dolly x 20
Ye Naked Moleskin:
The promise of party rockin’ at Day Zero only lasted so long when it is below freezing outside. The music was pumping for a good 15 minutes before the speakers decided to shut down due to the cold. Party Rockin’ shall commence on warmer days. Maybe a good thing as YHC’s music choices always get a few eye rolls and crude remarks.
Glad Radar and Spackler could join us today. Spackler arrived a solid 10 minutes late during the Partner Burpee/Pullup exercise claiming the only reason he showed at all was because he thought somebody else was coming…who did not. I thought it was easier to wake up early when not on the sauce. Better late than never, gentlemen.
Radar can do a lot of things, but a bear squat is not one of them. “I just can’t feel it”, he says. Maybe shaving the beard also trimmed off a little manliness. The only AO in Area 51 that does Bear Squats and he still can’t figure it out.
What appeared at first to be a lovely goodbye kiss and walk of shame, turned into just another random sketchy encounter in the Yellow Rose parking lot. 2 people get out of a car. Make out a little. See 9 men doing ballet squats. 2 people get back into car and drive away.
Steal The Bacon got physical…real physical. Frosty fields made for a lot of sliding and some serious collisions. Things went to a whole new level of weird when Hannibal matched up against Tiger Rag. A true David (because that’s his real name) vs Goliath moment as it was the most size -mismatched and entertaining scrum of the day. Both men got to the bacon at the same time. Hannibal somehow got TR spun around and was gaining some ground pulling the bacon – with TR attached – back towards his side. In the closing steps, TR pulled the ol’ “sit on your opponents head” maneuver and regained leverage. After a bit more hand fighting that would have made Haggis proud, TR prevailed. Hannibal, lucky that his toboggan got pushed down over his eyes so he did not have to see TR’s bacon, has hopefully washed (or burnt) said toboggan.
The former site Qs are obviously struggling with letting go. Constant looking over the shoulder and backseat driving the whole time. Change is hard, brothers. #dealwithit
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