Possibly worse than frisbees

Possibly worse than frisbees

That was a fun morning. Near perfect weather. Good, but odd, group of regulars who know the deal.

Thang

We ran the HT mile. Planked in order of finish by the implements. Waited an eternity for Sundancer who took his sweet, sweet time, even stopping to grab the speaker and tunes out of his car. Partnered up for partner races.

Partners run to playground (+/- 75 yards) and each do 10 pull-ups. Run back. Loser does 5 burpees. Winner takes 5 turns around the bat (Dizzy bat).

Partners run to outfield fence (+/- 50 yards) and each do 20 merkins. Run back. Same. Repeat with 30 squats. Repeat with 40 knee ups.

Back to playground for pullups. Outfield fence for merkins. Squats. Knee ups. Repeat again.

Run the HT mile again – or for the injured site Qs, an extended session of Mary.

Moleskine

Well, that went about as expected. It was jointly the dumbest thing I’ve ever done (BB title, possibly worse than Frisbees) and absolutely freaking hilarious. Those first few steps…wow. Swiper timed a drunk joke perfectly for the stumbling punch line. Daisy and I had several sprint finishes, and then we started almost losing on purpose (too dizzy). And yeah, that was pretty awful. I think it was almost universally decided that Dizzy Bat was worse than 5 burpees – even after Horn’s “leventy-million” merkins yesterday at DMZ. No one puked, though YHC came surprisingly close a couple times. I would have put money on Sundancer, but it appears that it really is only a WW2 situp deal (or mental). Amazingly odd.

YHC left the watch, but I’d guess total mileage was 3ish for the pax and a mile less for YHC and Sundancer, who was fighting some kind of leg injury. Lots of interesting stretches, I think, during the workout. Didn’t want to leave him behind solo on the final mile, and the back was beginning to act up again, so we had an extended session with Mary. Xs and Os were particularly awful.

I think we got in 4ish sets of exercises, but it’s a little fuzzy. Gents – thanks for putting up with what may have been my best, or worst, workout idea to date. It was fun.