Feels like 76 degrees? Yes please! Like a water-less version of adult Marco Polo, YHC called out upon arrival, “Grumble…. ?Grumble…?” Alas, with the 1st day of St. Tammany school upon us, Jose’s streak had come to an end, and he was a fish out of water. But still the Cowley Cones were back for another appearance, Debo was creepin’ down the dimly lit trace on his bike, and making certain the sweaty coast was clear, Zoolander popped up with hopeful talk of a potential stay of execution via a “double down” popostion. Hmmmm???
WARMORAMA
x10 IC:
Torso Twist, Windmills, Fire Hydrants, Scorpion Kicks
THANG
They say three’s company, and so it made for good rounds of convo when 2 men did LBC’s, Freddy Mercury’s, or any other core exercise that came to mind while the third man bear crawled along the columns doing 5 (then 4,3,2,1) merkins at each of 5 cones placed along the way and ran back.
Rotate each man for each round until complete.
Then, with another set of 6 or so cones set up along the trace, thePAX lined up at the Lafitte end and ran some extended suicdes to let the lungs in on the action.
COT
Ending at 6:00, there was enough time for a short and sharp count and name off before YHC took us out with some short n sweet sentiments.
Thanks for coming out, guys. See y’all in the gloom!
T claps to Jose 10K aka The Shadow, aka Grumble Grumble, aka A1C, aka, Soundtrack, aka Early Bird, aka Sweat Jug, aka The Streak for 57 (I hope I’ve got that number right) consecutive beatdowns, showing his love for F3 and men we call brothers, his tenacity, dedication and incredible good fortune at having not injured himself! Well done sir.
And lest we forget that this Saturday is sure to provide the dramatic culmination of the funky accrual of Anderson DNA in the acidic, ordoriferous swill that may (or may NOT be) poured all over Zoo’s head.
You may have to turn away, but it’s not to be missed!
