YHC did a no-show the prior Saturday. He was in Oregon, and neglected to check that he was the Q. Bad pax, bad pax. Thank the Sky-Q that Rudy wasn’t there to remind everyone. Tclaps Rudy for your fartsackery. So when 86 called out for a switcheroo Q, YHC had but one option: to Q. YHC needed some punishment, so that meant the same for the rest of the PAX. Just think of it as a #DownPainMent. About six or so of the PAX broke off for the Iron Challenge on the Great Lawn. The rest of the PAX moseyed little farther up the Great Lawn for:
First Circle of Pain:
- Side Straddle Hops: 20xIC
- Hillbillies: 20xIC
- Around The World (or Daft Punk), in a kinda tribute to Side Effects: 12ishxICish (YHC was looking like Cowbell, there)
- Merkins: 20xIC
- Mountain Climbers: 20xIC
- Peter Parkers: 20xIC
Mosey to Tool’s Wall of Pain:
- Calf Raises: 20xIC
- Calf Raises with toes pointed out (or in, because your YHC said one but did the other): 20xIC
- Calf Raises the opposite way (toes pointed in, or out, because your YHC was reminded that he got it backwards): 20xIC
- Left Leg Dips (bring left leg to the ground): 20xIC
- Right Leg Digs (bring right leg to the ground, obviously): 20xIC
- Monkey Humpers (on the ground, not the wall): 20xIC
Mosey to the Mini-Foundry and split up into several groups. AMRAP for dips, burpees, leg lifts, big boy situps, pull ups, and steps up with a mosey aways away and back for the timer. Rotate around until each group has done each. Then a slow mosey to the beginning of Roosevelt Mall for a better tribute to Side Effects: Route 66. The PAX split into two groups, one up one side of the mall and the other up the other. At the first bench do either one erkin or one derkin or one LBC (but a real-ass LBC not a half-ass LBC), then mosey to the next bench for two, then to the third bench for three, etc. to the eleventh bench for eleven–for a total of 66. After some water, mosey back to the Great Lawn for
Circle of Mary:
- Dying Cockroaches: 20xIC
- Flutter Kicks: 20xIC
- Real Freddy Mercuries (or is it Mercurys?): 20xIC
- Hello Dollys (or is it Dollies): 20xIC
- Putins: 20xIC
- Rosalitas: 20xIC
- Box Cutters: 20xIC
It was getting late and Triple Shift was moseying like the Q, so no time for Dr W. Sorry, I promise it for my next Q. Mosey back to the flag for COT. Tclaps for two FNGs. It’s not us old farts who keep F3 going, it’s the steady flow of FNGs who keep it fresh and inviting. I followed the logic for how we named Colonial: he lives in River Ridge, or it is Harahan? [Sorry, YHC doesn’t venture deep into Jefferson Parish.] So of course the defunct Colonial County Club in the middle fit perfectly. How we got to Phoebes was a little more circuitous: the FNG is a physical therapist, so someone suggested Phoebe from Friends, whereupon the FNG reminded that she is a massage therapist, whereupon the PAX then went down too many rabbit holes for YHC’s oxygen-deprived brain to follow for other names, so he opted for Phoebes. [The AMA is conducting a study to correlate the lack of oxygen after a post with the gnarlier an F# name, but the results should be obvious: the less oxygen, the better the name.]
Jingle Vader
