A new day dawns and another gloom is met by the cantankerous crew of the F3 Northshore! The shovel flag is planted, the pre-thang crew comes rolling up, and away we go!
To respect the time as best as possible, YHC took all Iron Pax Challengers on a mosey to the Marsh, while the rest hung back for the regularly scheduled beat down lead by Steve.
Having deposited a supply of coupons ahead of time with the welcomed assistance of Jose and Speedy, the men of the Marsh were prepared to tackle this week’s IPC:
10 Pull Ups
15Hop over (coupon) Burpees
20 (coupon) 2 Arm Bicep Curls
25 (coupon) Squat Thrusters
30 Gas Pumps
AMRAP for 43 minutes
The scene was grippingly intense – each man was handling the long ride in their own style in order to make it through. 1 round in to YHC’s 2nd attempt for the week, the heavenly songs of ceramic-throne seraphim began to call, thus assuring no PR would be set this day. Toto and Pickles were having a fraternistic chat relying on Russo math to set their pace. Speedy, dripping with double hate, was giving it his stoic all. Meanwhile, uncle Jose was across the playground in “leave me the hell alone” land staying in his head with his earphones blasting. Jose had to drag Speedy away kicking and screaming early in order to make soccer practice… go Coach Dad!
Mick put every damn thing he had into the challenge (with a smile) and enjoyed a brisk run back to the flag upon completion. Also on the dark side of the moon it was Hammer time! He looked as though he should’ve had a grey hoodie on with giant beatz headphone on listening to the rocky 4 soundtrack – Eye of the tiger!
But there was one area no more than 8 feet away from the monkey bars where the devil himself dare not tread. With the piston-striking intensity of the fabled John Henry, Frankie C – the Italian Stallion – worthy of double respect and more – Tanked Up attacked with every fiber of his being. SMASH! One cinder block couldn’t hang, so YHC scurried to bring him another. With the fully-vested totals brought forth this week by the likes of Turbo, Grundy, and Bean, there was clearly not an ounce left to give when Frank Caragliano completed 904 reps on the hallowed grounds of the Milestone Marsh….
After moseying back to the flag and just missing COT, the PAX proceeded to do a 2nd COT, with Hammer praying us out, as we honored the loss of Captain Vincent Liberto, who was killed in the line of duty yesterday, and lifted up our prayers for the wife and 7 children he left behind.
