The mosquitoes turned out along with 20 PAX total for my VQ. Feeding on energy from the group we started with a short mosey around the clubhouse parking lot to circle up at the pavilion for an attempt to warm up enough for lactic acid to be released. I think I’m the only one who experienced that after SSH, Lounge Singers on each side (Angie’s List’s new favorite), Grass Grabbers in the middle, Peter Parkers, Parker Peters, Hillbilly Squats, Arm Circles froward/back, Moroccan Nightclubs, Seal Claps, finishing with Self Love.
The workout began with really bad singing of the 12 Days of Fitmas, taking us through 12 different exercises with guest singing appearances from Kermit the Frog and/or Cookie Monster depending on who you ask.
Day 1: Mosey
Day 2: Merkins
Day3: Shoulder Taps
Day 4: Lunges
Day 5: Burpees
Day 6: Squats
Day 7: Diamond merkins
Day 8: Big Boy sit-ups
Day 9: Plank Jacks
Day 10: Superman
Day 11: SSH
Day 12: Mtn. Climbers
With 11 minutes left, we put our fate in the “deca-die” of pain, rolling for random exercises (OYO) including 15 tuck jacks (twice), 15 jump lunges, 20 tricep dips, 20 burpees, 30 mountain climbers, 15 Vladimir Douillies, 20 merkins. Mosey to flag for 20 dying cockroaches, CoT, name-o-rama: welcoming in FNG, Escrow, and finishing with announcements/intentions and prayer. F2 coffeeteria followed, immediately preceded by hosing the dog crap off my shoe which I apparently carried the entire workout.
