The Mandela Effect: phenomenon where a large group of people misremember an event or share a memory of something that didn’t happen. It’s a social phenomenon that occurs when people have false memories of a person, place, or event.
Want an example? People remember Nelson Mandela dying in prison. They may remember a cornucopia on the Fruit of the Loom logo (myself included). They swear Vader says “Luke, I am your father.” Mr. Moneybags (I think that’s the gent from Monopoly) doesn’t have a monocle?
A more local example? The Treen Center. I swear I’ve left my keys on the bench more than once. Steve swears he remembers a Super 20-something led by me but my counting always stops at 10. We both swear we remember Shooter and Jose “scissoring” on the bench, but alas that was just a threat (proposition?).
Jose and Steve were running around as I arrived, followed by both Coachella (not HogsBreath) and Grundy (also not HogsBreath).
Lower 60s to start, slightly less humid, overall both “pleasant” and “sweat-inducing.”
Warmup (all 10-20x IC)
– Sealjacks
– Grass grabbers
– Arm circles
– Imperial walkers
– Self love
– maybe some other stuff, I don’t remember because Jose distracted me with his average time per mile. Dude’s a full-on runner now, no doubt.
Thang
The Walls of Jericho
(7 rounds of moseys around the Treen center, it of the Mandela effect) interspersed with seven reps of 7 exercises:
– 7 merkins
– 7 squats
– 7 lunges
– 7 Peter Parker’s
– 7 SMCs
– 7 shoulder tap plank jacks
– 7 monkey humpers
A mosey back to base where we wrap up with COT, NOR, Announcements, and Prayer.
Great group this morning, and I’m glad to have been able to share the streets with you. SYITG
