Where are the Qs for The Foundry? Why is a world traveler from Uptown having to bring out his passport to Q for The Foundry? Does The Foundry fall to neglect just because Buttercup (YHC meant Amnesty) is sunning himself in The Philippines? Where are the Red Pills, gentlemen? Then Shorty appears (and re-appeared Thursday and for a ruck-o-rama today, Sunday), so YHC is just all confused. Oh well. YHC can’t solve these conundrums alone, but will do what he can. So with a Disclaimer, the PAX is off.
After a mosey past the tract, COP1:
- Hillbillies 30xIC
- SSHs 30xIC
- Low Slow Squats 30xIC
- Rudy face time: Parker Peters, Merkins, JLos and Mountain Climbers 20xIC each
Mosey to the shaded foundry for COP2 for a round robin: 1st PAX, Box Jumps 12 for the count; 2nd PAX, Dips AMRAP; 3rd PAX, Squats AMRAP; 4th PAX, Inverted Rows AMRAP; 5th PAX, Orangutan Leg Lifts AMRAP; 6th PAX, Pull Ups AMRAP. Rinse and repeat, but substituting 12 burpees for the count in place of squats. Rinse and repeat again, but substituting 18 slerkins (slow merkins) for the count in place of burpees. Enough mumble-chatter about pinched nerves and sore shoulders persuaded YHC not to rinse and repeat yet again.
So instead the PAX moseyed to one of YHC’s favorite spots, Tool’s Wall, for COP3:
- Calf Lifts 20xIC
- Right Leg Dips 20xIC
- Calf Lifts 20xIC
- Left Leg Dips 20xIC
QHC would have preferred to do this about three or four times longer, but the clock was ticking as it has a wont to do. So instead the PAX moseyed around Tad Gormley for a green, moist open space for six minutes (plus or minus) of Mary. Each PAX picked his favorite DownPainment for 20xIC. YHC knows Shortly with a demonic grin selected Crunchy Frogs, and YHC ended with Dying Cockroaches; YHC remembers someone chose Real Freddy Mercuries and someone else Putins. Unfortunately, YHC can’t now remember what two PAX chose for a final beatdown, but it was good and sweaty.
The PAX then moseyed back to the flag for a quick countoff, name-o-rama, and COP in thanks for the morning and all our blessings. Peace, Jingle Vader
