The AARP at the A1C – from Jose10k
The AARP at the A1C – from Jose10k

The AARP at the A1C – from Jose10k

Date:2023-09-01
QIC:Jose10k
PAX:BBQ, Bushwacker, Einstein, Jose10k, Mobydick, DarkWingDuck, turbodog

70 degrees to start a beatdown? It’s glorious to finally have cooler temperatures in the morning. A quintet took the red pill and showed up this morning. It was the usual group of older gentlemen. I know the splash pad likes to think of themselves as the “young guns”, and they often make small cracks about the average age of the A1C. Don’t worry, we’ve heard all of them. 1. Which underwear brand do seniors love best? It Depends.
2. You know you’re getting old when your birthday cake is a fire hazard.
3. Aging gracefully is a nice way of saying you’re slowly looking worse.
But perhaps one of my favorites: A wealthy old man spots an attractive lady at the grocery store and approaches her with an offer.
He says, “Ma’am, you are very beautiful, and I would love to give you $1,000.”
The woman, surprised and flattered, says, “That’s very kind of you, but what would I have to do?”
The old man says, “Just follow me home, take off all your clothes, pick the money up off the floor, and then you can get dressed and leave.”
“Wow, she says, that sounds great, but I’ll have to ask my husband if it’s okay with him first.”
*Woman calls her husband, explains the proposition and asks him what he thinks*
Husband says, “Yeah baby, we could really use the money. Just pick it up real quick, get dressed, and get out of there.”
So the lady goes back to the old man, says she’ll do it, then follows him home, strips completely naked, and starts picking up the $1,000 off the floor.
*An hour later, her husband calls her cellphone and asks what’s taking so long.*
The lady, huffing and puffing, says, “That dirty old man paid me in quarters, dimes, and nickels!”
You can make fun of the average age at the A1C all you want, but they’ll put a beatdown on you, and you’ll be sore the next day.

The warm-up: the usual exercises to get the blood flowing
The thang: The deck of death gentlemen. Normally YHC goes crazy with the Merkins, however, I was feeling a little frisky this morning. I called out nothing but wife pleasers for the clubs. Burpees for the lower numbers, various exercises for the high numbers. Reverse mountain climbers, scorpion kicks, leg lifts, squats, and then the crazy BBQ jokers. Deon Sanders back peddling, Star Jumps on every other parking line, and then the attempt to throw another Joker in the mix. These old guys tend to forget that there are only 2 Jokers in the deck. Dementia seems to be settling in. 45 minutes later, full body work out, sweat jug getting filled (look out Zoolander), and a sense of accomplishment to start the day. COT, intentions to young Phoenix who is doing better each day. 9/11 run to remember with Bushwacker on the 9th at the Gipper. Grundy has week 0 of the IronPax challenge. I heard it’s tough. So tough that Frank the Tank can’t even do it. Apparently he’s too old to even attempt it. BBQ prayed us out. Thanks for letting me lead such a great group of “young” men. Suck it splash pad. Thanks for the read y’all and Russo.