20 men gathered for their weekly exam at Death Valley. Semi didn’t even say hello as he headed into his office at 5:26. A concise disclaimer was given, and off we went. A couple of guys whispered “we aren’t going to the field, are we?”. That field was built to hold water, not drain. After a few days of rain, that would’ve been a bad idea. Remember the New Year’s convergence a few years ago at OP?
Yog gently down the street to the daycare parking lot to test my recently strained calf. Seems ok. Circle up in the daycare parking lot for a warmup. A few guys were uncertain how to handle the parking median that bifurcated our circle, but they persevered. SSH, IW, CDD, Squats, MC. After I questioned Bounce about his effort, he began hurling insults about my polyps. Gross. Back to the school parking lot.
Line up abreast under the light pole, facing the cars. Suicides to the basketball goals with 5x the called exercise back at the light pole. HR merkins, Jump Squats (or Squat Jumps if you’re picky), Heels to Heaven, something else.
Down to the track for some Mary, then an AYG (or AYCTG – all you care to give) 400m lap.
Mosey over to the bleachers. Partner up. Partner 1 does the exercise while partner 2 does 10 burpees. Flapjack. Repeat with derkins, step ups, monkey humpers and incline merkins. Quick mary break (during which Spackler gave new meaning to the term “preblast” with his warning of what he was about to unleash). Now partner 1 does the exercise while partner 2 runs the stairway/ramp loop. Flapjack for a few exercises. Back up to the parking lot. Done.
Fun group this morning. After I had to cancel a couple of Qs last week to take care of my calf (not a baby cow, Semi) I was glad to get back out there. We all came dressed for 41 degrees and got a humid 50ish instead – I was sweating like a summer workout out there.
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