Last week’s hiatus from F3 gave me a bitter taste of what my next four months would be like. I mean, sure, I was well-rested. Aside from that, though, there was a massive hole in my daily routine. It just proved to me that F3 is irreplaceable, and can F3Nation just hurry up and expand westward already??
YHC has been getting over a nasty cold and wasn’t sure I’d be able to get the count out in the manly fashion the PAX is used to from me. But the coughing fits subsided long enough and all went fairly well.
Started things out as we often do, with SSH. Then: IWs, Hillbillies, Toe Touches, High Knees, Butt Kicks. All 20x IC.
Then up onto the trailhead stage for The Dirty McDeuce. 3 sets of exercises, 12 reps each, followed by a mosey around the trailhead perimeter. 4 times. The exercises were:
Merkins – Squats – LBCs
Hand-release Merkins – Jump Squats – Freddie Mercs
Derkins (off stage wall) – Monkey Hummers – Heel Pulses
Burpees – Sister MK’s – Putins
Next up, partner up: P1 Lt Dans across the corridor to P2, who is performing Sumo Squats. Flapjack.
Then over to those brand-new blue benches: P1 knocks out AMRAP Freaks Nasties, while P2 does three laps up and down the stairs. Switcheroo. (Clearly, someone on the city council caught footage of the beast Shooter pumping out a set of Freak Nasties on those flimsy wooden benches and thought it a wise idea to replace them. Smart move, we were definitely gonna break one at some point.)
And finally, a little Mary: Hello Dolly’s, Flutter Kicks, and LBC’s, 25x IC.
Thanks men, it was good to be back in your company this morning.
