13 fellows got their mind right this morning at one of the humpiest hump-day AOs in Area 51. For a site that typically draws in the upper 20s in numbers, why so low this morning. Here’s my speculation:
“I’m ‘tapering’ for the BRR, bro”
“I got a VIP invite to the Lodge yesterday and had one too many Cold Mountain’s”
“We’ll probably just run the whole time. I remember the last time he Q’ed Death Valley”
“Chester and/or the Horsey gave me the business on Monday”
“School started this week, traffic on Pineville Matthews Rd at 5am is a nightmare. Wait, wasn’t there a crime scene over there a week ago? Sounds too risky.”
“I’m getting caught up on my DVR and was up too late last night. Bachelor in Paradise was too good to miss. Of course I watch it for the chicks though.”
Whatevs, bums. If you weren’t there here’s what you missed.
The thang-a-rang:
Cold start mosey out of the gate to Davie Park a.k.a. Benjamin Moore Park for COP
Merkins x 20 IC, SSH x 25 IC, Mountain Climbers x20 IC.
Pick two of your best buds and form a group of tres.
Gingerly cross 51 to the Windswept neighborhood.
Grinders to the left: Merkins x150 at the end of the culdesac, RDLs right leg x 100 at the start – complete as a team
Grinders to the right: Sumo squats x200ish at the end of the culdesac, RDLs left leg x 100 at the start.
We wrapped up the neighborhood tour with a set of suicides to the end of Windswept. Some token Mary was sprinkled in for giggles.
Mosey back to SCMS. Circle up at the end of the lot in plank position. One guy (or two, or 4) runs a loop around the cars and back to the circle. Errbody held plank til errbody ran a loop. THE END.
The Skinny:
Lotta limp commits yesterday about joining in for a prerun left Buttermaker and I alone for a nice peaceful jaunt through raintree for a few miles before the real deal. Smaller crew for DV was bringing the wood this morning.
The Eagles crew, ST and Dolly were leading the pack, per usual. It wasn’t even close.
Buttermaker’s handing over his baseball head coaching position this season, but still gets to wear the jockstrap and tight sliding pants as the assistant coach.
Gloss and TL were wearing the same shirt today. It was cute. Hadn’t been for the hole in Semi’s you couldn’t tell these guys apart.
Drano kept confusing Edward Scissor Hands and Sweeny Todd. The dudes almost got into a legit fight in the neighborhood until Floor Slapper got between them. Scary stuff.
Good connecting with Chin Music this morning. It was cool learning he played minor league ball with Sidd Finch a few years back. Word has it CM was the only guy that could hit off the monk. #chicksdigthelongball
Pop looked fly in his new running digs. Good thing RFYL wasn’t out there this AM – dude would have been beating the ladies back with sticks.
Strong efforts across the board this morning. Pleasure was all mine.
Hit the Lodge today for HDHH – starting at 4pm. Ball out.
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