Filthy Fifty

Filthy Fifty

13 bros, lunks, meatheads, sleeveless gods, etc., showed up this morning for a workout so brutal, we never really finished, unless your KB was the size of your kids baseball. Here’s what you missed while we did work for you:

Filthy Fifty:

No running, no warm up (Awesome! Come ready)

Partner up

1. 25 hand slap merkins

Each partner does

2. 50 heavy curls (except for TR. “It’s not a kb excercise” – 50 Lbc’s

3. 50 upright rows – 50 kb press

4. 50 kb swings – 50 kb press

5. 50 shrugs – 50 squats

7. 50 snatches – 50 kb curls

8. 50 total burpee pulls ups

9. More snatches and chest press

10.  40 Seal team sit ups

Moleskin:

In complete Meathead fashion, Probation doesn’t let a knee surgery put him on the shelf when it’s time to Q a workout…he crushes you anyway. Everyone was hard at work, switching out bells, working in with other groups, pushing and challenging themselves as most find themselves doing at a workout like this. Then there’s the chatterboxes. I’m not talking about the classic mumble chatter we like to reference, I’m talking about the two pax who spent the whole time like two mother hens on elliptical machines yappin’ away even over the sweet ’80’s rock tunes (and occasional ’80’s rap) that TR so graciously provided. Do that crap while your moseying during a boot camp. We came to lift. They know who they are, I’m embarrassed to name them. The other 11 of us pretended to count to 50 collectively trying our best to push through. Then, over to the playground for “pull up burpees”. I like variety, but that was like puttin’ perfume on a hog. Sore on the reg though. Thanks for the lead Probation, you never disappoint my friend.

Brown on behalf of Probation

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