9 pax overcame their fears of TGUs and other unsavories and posted for whatever YHC’s #weinke contained. Despite their bravery, just like your veggies, YHC isn’t going to force anyone to eat a diet of TGUs. (You gotta man up and do those, and eat your veggies, on your own.) Nonetheless, by the end of it all, some were wishing for TGUs or, #gasp, running instead. Here’s what prompted such reactions:
The Thang:
COP:
Mosey to the Playground
(TGUs were waiting for the early finishers – surprisingly, everyone focused on good form and no one finished early…)
Mosey back to the blacktop
(perfect timing)
Finish with:
Done
COT
Announcements – none
Moleskine:
Good group today. Everyone showed up ready to get after it, but for a moment, they wondered what they’d be getting after, as YHC rolled in with 30 seconds to spare and discussions were underway for a substiQ. #cobains. Got ready too early, then got distracted and lost track of time.
No repeat of the near mutiny from last week, perhaps because it was TGU-free. Only grumble was more of disbelief as the call was made for 50 more snatches. #bellsizematters #promove
2 site FNGs today – Ice 9 and Orange Whip. One declared he definitely won’t return. One seemed just crazy enough that he might.
Near the end, Voodoo declared he wished he’d gone running. (at this point, we knew he was delusional, and…we kept going) He may have swung his new, big bell way more than this workout should’ve allowed. Or, maybe he just likes running…
Horsehead modified, as needed, between belches of Moosetracks (hoof prints?) that’d make Spackler blush.
Witch Doctor, quietly pounded it out all morning, declaring “I’m good” while stretching it out.
Blazing Saddles has become a wily KB veteran with frequent Meathead and Skunkworks posts. Ditto Destiny.
Turkey Leg was knocking it out, per usual, despite his Ultra P200 performance over the weekend. Strong!
That’s all I got. Working is calling…
Aye.
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