Small crew at Granny’s House this morning. With Coconuts on IR, Ringo beachside until the fall, Bushwacker taking on a Spring Break adventure (or at least attempting to), and Chewy… wait, where has Chewy been? … Well, anyway, it was up to Shooter, Pik and YHC to hold down the fort. And Pik, relieved of carpool duty this morning, pulled a Shooter and ran to the AO, so his warm up was accounted for. But there’s a format to this thing and by golly we’re sticking to it. Soooo…
Warmorama: Arm circles (forward & back), SSH, toe touches, IW’s, seal jacks, and butt kicks, all at or around 20x IC.
The Thang:
Mosey to the tunnel but, en route and surrounded by the darkness of Granny’s woods and a few lone fireflies, YHC decided to stop for an impromptu minute-and-a-half plank. This hopefully gave us some time to take in our quiet surroundings, think about the day to come, and contemplate just how insane that running crew would find us if they happened upon us huddled on the pavement in the middle of the pitch black woods. But alas, a minute and a half passes and not a soul in sight.
Onward to the tunnel, and once at the base, we started a Burpback Mountain (one pair running backwards up the ramp while the other starts the burpee count), up to a cumulative x60 burpees.
Having got what we came for, we head back through the woods to the bus stop. Is this even a bus stop? I’ve never actually caught a bus at this location, and I live on this street. Either way, it’s been money well spent for our crew, and we stop for some derkins, step ups, hip slappers (legs up on the benches), Bulgarians, jump overs, and freak nasties. All about 15x IC.
Next up, an AMRAP routine at one end of the corridor: merkins x5, squats x10, wide-armed merkins x15, LBC’s x20, then run the corridor, up the stairs and back down, sprint 100% to the start to rinse and repeat. After YHC’s arms couldn’t muster another round of wide-armed merks, I called it and we moved on to a true 6-minute Mary.
It must’ve been a while since YHC has done a full 6 minutes of Mary because this one seemed to last an eternity. PAX knocked out crunchy frogs, Putins, flutter kicks, leg raises, 100’s, and LBC’s (all around x15-20 IC) before calling it for the COT, where we discussed Wacker’s status as the CSAUP king and then Pik prayed us out. Thank you men for the post, the push, the lead – nothing beats starting the day with guys like you two.
I’ll be back Tuesday mornings after may19th!