Pax of 3 this morning, mid 70s throughout. With doctor’s orders to keep the running to a minimum, we did just that with a Tabata at the stage.
Warmup (all 10x)
– arm circles
– High knees
– Toe touches
– Hillbillies
– Torso twists
– Self love
Tabata (37 seconds on, 23 off)
Merkins
Monkey humpers
LBCs
Plank jacks
Imperial squat walkers
Scissor kicks
Peter Parker’s
Apollo Ohnos
Gas pumps
Cherry pickers
High knees
Penguins
We tabata’d that circuit almost three full times, with a slalom and a trip up and down the pilot house between the rounds.
Around the middle of round 2, Pelican updated us on the status of a recent purchase: there were indeed beavers in his creek. What sounded like a euphemism was indeed a true statement, so the next few minutes were a discussion of how to treat the furry creatures: friend, foe, or delicacy.
How we pivoted almost immediately to Joe’s shoes, the benefits of rebates, cash payments, manager discounts, and the overbearing presence of the eponymous owner, was a thing of beauty and the sign of good mumblechatter.
No Mary to speak of, but we did of course wrap with a circle, announcements, and prayer. A special intention lifted up for a coworker’s family, and I’m happy to report things seem to be ok there.
Thank you gents for joining / reading. SYITG
