5 men emerged into what can only be scientifically described as a “chewy” gloom to push themselves and each other. Here is what we did.
The Modified Kirk
Four rounds will get you
– 28 pullups,
– 56 burpees,
– 84 merkins,
– 112 squats,
– 140 flutters,
– 1,200yds of sprints
I suspect some may have snuck in another round. T-claps to them.
T-claps also to my fellow site Q who rolled in on with a broken toe received while kayaking up a waterfall, and still posted a 6:10 opening mile time.
I called to audible out of the final mile run, then looked around and everyone was gone. I love this crew.
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Story Time
Three weeks off. Three weeks of hemming and hawing about your stupid foot that you injured the last time you Q’d a workout here. You stretch it some more.
“Going to take it easy today. Just ease back into it” you think to yourself.
“Burpees would be better if they had a cooler name. They suffer from bad advertising.”
“This is stupid. It’s hurt and this is a bad idea. And I have to be here.”
Then the pax start trickling in, and its go time.
“Nice and easy run to HT and back and why is Kirk so far ahead?”
“This isn’t a race, just keep in focus” and Swiper and Brushback just lapped you again.
“Is Voodoo even sweating? Damn gator blood.”
And there’s that sound again. That sound you hear isn’t just the pax tailing you, ready to pass you. It’s your pride. Not necessarily the bad kind that injures your relationships with others. But the stupid kind, that makes less than intelligent decisions. It’s also the same pride that pushes you to be better.
As you sit there with a bag of frozen peas on your foot, you think about your pride and question whether posting was the right thing to do. And even if it wasn’t, you would do it again anyway. And we may come up with our own reasons like “I have to train for BRR” or “fat and stupid is no way to go through life, Sundancer”
But really, would we make that decision if it wasn’t for those others? The ones who pass us and push us and smile while they do it because they are happy to be there with you.
Of course you wouldn’t.
You’re proud to be one of them.
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