So a couple weeks ago it seemed like a good idea. We’d run 5K before the workout, no biggie, we’ve done that before. But this time we’d just add a little 5K after the workout. Sounds easy enough, right.
FOREPLAY
YHC, Steve, and Turbo met at 0600 and put 3.1 miles in the bank. Then back to the flag for the workout.
INTERCOURSE (??)
Warmup (who knows if any of this is right…)
- SSH
- Windmills
- IW
- Seal Jacks
- Peter Parkers
- Other things?
- All x 20 IC
Mosey west a bit for:
- Plankorama
- Plank hold
- Southern Gent
- Northern Aggressor (a.k.a. Kim Jung Un??)
- Right arm high
- Add right leg high
- Plank hold
- Left arm high
- Add left leg high
- Plank hold
- Air presses x 40 IC
- Shoulder taps x 20 IC
- Plank Hold
- Air presses x 40 IC
- Newton’s Cradle x 40 IC
- Bitching and Moaning
- Plank hold
- Recover
THANG
BLIMPS with the following constituent exercises. Afer each, slow mosey 30 yards, carioca 30 yards, sprint 30 yards.
- Burpees x 5
- Lunges x 10
- IW x 15
- Merkins x 20
- Plank jacks x 25
- Squats x 30
Lots of ten (and multiples of ten) counts sprinkled and interspersed. It was hot.
Mosey back east a bit for toe touchers x 20 IC. At this time, I occasioned to merely suggest that I might consider the possibility of potentially canceling the second half of the 10K sando. Turbo shut that down quickly, in a manner consistent with his moniker.
Back to flag for 13 minutes of MaryJane (#justcoinedanexercise)
- LBC x 30 IC
- Fred Merc’s x 20 IC
- Nolan Ryans x 15 each side
- Jane Fondas x 10 IC
- Jane Fonda pulses x 10 IC
- Jane Fonda Toe to knee x IC
- Bitching and Moaning
- Jane Fonda knee to knee x 10 IC
- Bitching and Moaning
- Switch sides and rinse/repeat all above Jane Fondas
Announceorama. Prayerorama.
CIGARETTE
I had broughten a cooler with ice and water in preparation for the sandwich. Turbo coaxed me off the starting line for the second 5K; Tanked Up manned up for the second half of the sandwich. Turtle joined us for 1 mile of it. It was brutal. Back at the cooler after mile one, I doth protest too much and announced that I was done. Again, in a most swift, stern, and surly manner, Turbo informed me that no, I was actually going to finish what I had started. I then offered a certified medical reason for my premature renunciation of the sandwich: I was really, really thirsty. Being the MacGyver-like problem solve that he is, Turbo instructed your most humble, and by this time beat-down, narrator to bring a damn bottle of water with me, and we completed the 5k.
Coffeteria.
EPILOGUE
On the drive home I was totally beat, mentally and physically. To soothe the mental part, I put the second movement of Schubert’s first Piano Trio on “the radio” in the car for the ride home. If you want to see some hot tomatoes making some fine music, check it out. But I got dibbs on cellist Julie Albers. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hGSvcnQ7J20
Turbo – Honestly man, thank you for pushing me. I wanted to quit. I knew I couldn’t do it, but you knew I could. This is F3.
