Nine men joined cul-de-sac on Cinco de Mayo to test my leadership skills for my 50th birthday.
The Thang
For warmup…
15 windmills
15 cherry pickers
15 hill-billies
After a light stroll to the other end of the parking lot, we lined up to loosen up some more:
carioca — down and back
high knees — down and back
but kicks — down and back
shoulder shredder line with a hand-slap merkin
Mossie down to the next parking lot, but called a slalom audible because of random cones set up for the PGA shuttle parking lot. Took a slight turn to complete 15 wall climbs.
The PAX moved on to Ben Nevis hill where C-SAC laid down a challenge to place no worse than 5th. I was easily beat to the top by Cheddar, Doc, Nard-Dog, and Mic Check. I was lucky that MT did not challenge, as I was out of gas.
We rejoined the rest of the Pax half-way down the hill and moved to the guardrail for a 1:5 ladder of Jack Webb, 25 dips and 15 one-leg squats (each leg). From their, we worked down the sidewalk with a merkin progression at each lamp-post.
On to the (dried up) fountain for some more dips and incline merkins. We continued to the parking deck for mule kicks and rounds of Mary.
We ended on the south-west corner of the stone hedge for bear-crawls and step-ups. Mic Check helped out with some additional exercises, and MT called for a slalom race through the trees.
Back to home.
Moleskin
During the Ball of Man, C-sac thanked our heavenly father and the founders for the good brought into our lives through F3. Being a day of celebration, we raised a round of Tequilla shots/beer chasers for Cinco de Mayo and my luck to live 50 years. I am grateful for the renewed physical strength, new friends and sense of purpose and community.
Thank you for the birthday wishes.
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Sorry, I forgot them, the Tequilla had already gone to my head.
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