Despite being told to “bring your running shoes”, 12 regulars opted to show up at Hydra to get their day started right. No new faces, quick disclaimer, and a brief warm up in the worst parking lot in South Charlotte. I mentioned up front that you were going to need a partner for a majority of the workout and you could immediately see the PAX sizing up the group and trying to make the wisest decision.
The Thang:
Cop:
SSH X 20
Mountain Climber X 20
Diamond Merkins X 20
Get with your partner for a partner run down to the shopping center on the C/O of Rea and Colony. Partner 1 runs and partner 2 does 5 squats. Repeat until getting to the far end of the parking lot.
Stay with your partner (had 6 groups of 2). Line up and the first group calls out an exercise…takes off for a loop around the building and back to the end of the line where the PAX are performing the exercise that the group called. Group 1 gets back and group 2 calls out an exercise…etc.
Exercises here included:
Burpees
Handslap Merkins
Suicides
LBC’s
Air Squats
And I’m forgetting the last one????
Mosey up to the parking lot by The Lodge and stick with your partner:
Total of 150 merkins and 125 dips. Partner 1 starts the exercise and partner 2 runs. Flap jack until the required number has been completed.
Leave the parking lot and start headed back to OP Elementary on Rea:
Detour for a Indian Run (2 groups of 6) down Chadwyck Farms Drive. Circle up at the bottom for some Mary. Continue on WindyRush and regroup at the bottom of Summerlin. Resume the Indian Run up the road until back into the OP parking lot.
Merkins X 10
Diamonds X 10
Wide Merkins X 10
Low Merkins X 10
Incline Merkins X 10
Moleskin:
Apparently my comment yesterday about “bring your running shoes” got people all up-in-arms. Before long I was getting hit over text, email, and Twitter about what exactly that meant. It meant nothing more than we were going to get mobile and get in a few miles. Bounce and Frosty Paws overcame their fear and set their alarms anyway. Gummy was the only one with a legitimate concern considering he runs in and back home (2 miles each way….impressive).
As noted, we started off with a game of Catch Me if You Can. Or in the case of Spackler and Bounce…Don’t Catch Me. Spackler made it all the way to the destination without Bounce catching him a single time. A+ for the effort, Bounce….D- for the result. While in the parking lot some guy walking his dog happened upon us right as Spackler was telling some story to the PAX about an Olympian speedwalker (yes, that is apparently an Olympic sport) who pooped himself during the race and then collapsed on the track. The dogwalker seemed less than amused with our choice of topics. In a side note, the guy finished 7th….not bad considering the circumstances.
We also learned that Pop knows an alarming amount of information about a shop over there called The Mole Hole. He was quick to point out that it was a “boutique” for women and has clothes very similar to Lilly Pulitzer (I had to look up how to spell that). If you have any questions, you can Google it, or just message Puddin’.
Even with the threat of running, we covered just under 3 miles per my watch. This was only the 2nd or 3rd time I’ve posted all month due to work and vacation. That combined with turning 40 on Monday, I was feeling a bit out of shape. Strong group out there today. Thanks to Good Hands and Pop for pulling me off the bench to lead.
Shout out to Frosty Paws for, albeit a bizarre takeout, it was still a takeout.
Announcements:
Young Life Mud Run on Sept. 17th at the WhiteWater Center – See Frosty Paws for details
5yr Anniversary at Anvil on 9/14 with a 5:15am start.
Monkey Humpers. You forgot Monkey Humpers. Wonder if the guy that caught us talking about the Olympic Pooper also witnessed the Monkey Humpers?
Great Q, Buttermaker.
Yes, Gummy… I was dreaming of Clemson destroying Auburn on the plains with Sean White under center. Next Saturday can’t get here fast enough. Plus my cyclist arms were smoked after the early burpees and Merkins. Time to get back in the boot camp swing.
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