With promises from Shorty to post at Okwata before the Turkey Trot, YHC knew the PAX would be thin. Yep, with crisp air and a slight breeze, a mighty PAX of three set forth in the Gloom.
After a reverse trot around the fountain, the PAX circled up for a quick warm-up: SSH 25xIC, Hillbillies 25xIC, Low slow squats 25xIC and Mountain Climbers 25xIC.
Mosey down the road (almost to Canal) to the levee for some 25s. In honor of YHC’s thinking that today was the 25th and November having 30 days, we trotted up the levee for 5 merkins and then back down for 25 lunges, then up for 10 merkins, then down for 20 lunges, then up for 15 merkins, then down for 15 lunges, then up for 20 merkins, then down for 10 lunges, then up for 25 merkins, then down for 25 lunges.
Gratis Merlin, we did a quick rotisserie chicken (high plank, then left plank, then can-can, then right plank, each for about a minute) before round two of the 25s (a more brutal version): the PAX trotted up the levee for 5 Real Freddy Mercuries, then down for 25 jump squats, then up for 10 RFMs, then down for 20 jump squats (mumblechatter starts increasing), then up for 15 RFMs (thank God, for rest), then down for 15 jump squats, then up for 20 RFMs, then down for 10 jump squats, then up for 25 RFMs, and then down for the last 5 jump squats.
Mosey back up the levee for another caress of the thighs: duck walk towards Tool’s Cabana. The PAX petered out about 2/3 of the way there: much father than YHC thought we’d get. Tclaps.
With dead quads, time for the guns. Dips 25xIC, pull ups 10 (IC, just kidding), derkins 15xIC.
Mosey towards the virtual flag for a closing Circle of Mary: LBCs 50xIC, Flutter Kicks 25xIC, American Hammers 25xIC, Dying Cockroaches 25xIC, WWIIs 25xIC, Monkey Humpers 25xIC (Heisenberg sounded sad that stopped so soon, his quads were only just being to burn), so Monkey another 25xIC, Hello Dollys 25xIC, and then an elbow plank for a minute. Close it out with 25 burpees (five sets of five).
Back to the virtual flag for countoff and namorama. Ever astute, Heisenberg commented that today’s PAX was probably the oldest post on record. By YHC’s computation, we had the VERY RESPECTABLE average age of 50. So you young fartsackers, don’t think you get a free hall pass for Thanksgiving. After thanks to the Sky Q for more than we could possibly count, the PAX headed homeward for a fine Thanksgiving.
Gobble, gobble, gobble
