Dad: If your idiot friends jumped off of a cliff, would you do it to?
GJ: Yes, yes I would
Dad: Idiot
Running a tad late on the pre-run, so I texted the boyz. No response, they were already off and running (or kidnapped). Fortunately, I was able to spot the gleam of GJ’s giant melon from 1/2 mile away and join up. That giant head would prove useful, as we used its reflective properties to amplify my headlamp beam as we trekked through abandoned factories, crystal meth labs, and a haunted corn maze.
Thankful to be back at the vehicles in one piece, we began the workout with a little something like this:
THANG:
SKIN:
Yesterday afternoon, I did a poll on Slack to see if the pax desired a running or strength workout (knowing full well that I was going to run regardless). The Hairband eagerly participated in this, with some strong suggestions. Very interesting how he became ill so suddenly upon learning of the results. Very interesting indeed . . .
Still not sure where that pre-run went off the rails. I think it started there. The suggestion to go into the haunted forest started as a joke, but got legs somehow. I was waiting for the giant spiders to attack at any time.
If integrity is defined as “doing the right thing with nobody is looking”, what do you call it when a Pastor blatantly cheats in front of an audience? If you were there, you know what (and who) I am talking about. Still love you man. The extra burpees were a nice touch.
The UC boys have gotten faster, and I have lost a step or 10 (and gained a lb or 10). The combo resulted in me leading quite a bit of this one from the back. Don’t worry, I’m on a comeback. Another dozen or so of these sketchy pre-runs and I’ll be back in the middle(ish) where I belong.
Good site – lots of options without having to go far off of campus. The working bathroom is a cherry on the sundae. Almost cancels out the weird.
Sound off with any other comments of observations.
Love,
Horsehead
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