What’s my password? I should write it down. – from Russo

Here’s the progression of thought: I forgot it was Tax day, and the next thing you know, the conversation revolves around passwords (not the super cool TV game show) and secret IRA and checking accounts. One thing leads to another, and then it’s “I’m at the age where I feel like if I died I’d have done a good enough job and my family would be ok”, preceded by “yeah we’re at that drop dead age now.” Once again, you had to be there.

Here’s a few passwords for today’s beatdown:

“Solid” – some people are just dependable. Some are not. Steve is the former. A regular at Granny’s, even when it’s not his Q.

“Weatheriswarmer” – not the kind of stifling heat and humidity yet, but juuuuust on the cusp.

“Babysitter247” – Steve’s got young entrepreneurs that are learning the value of a dollar.

“Getofftheroad911” – my 2.0 is itching to get out on the road after one day of driver’s ed. Get your errands done early.

Warmup (all 10x IC)
– Imperial walkers
– Arm circles
– Good mornings
– Grass grabbers
– Torso twists
– Cherry pickers

Thang
Mosey to the bridge, where at every block it was 20 plankjacks and 20 squats.

At the bridge: 7s (Peter Parker’s merkins and Donkey kicks)

Between:
– Mosey 2x
– Carioca
– Back pedal
– Lunge walk
– Side Shuffle

Back at the pad, Mary included some 15x IC core (LBC, Gas Pumps, Penguins, Crunchy Frogs).

COT, NOR, Announcements, and Prayer closed us out. SYITG

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