F3 8/15/2023
Sandbaggin’
A gaggle of 14 PAX tricked in on this glorious morning gloom. A Tuesday tough presented itself and YHC was eagerly ready to add a new COUS to the list.
Warmarama was lit!
No, literally. Goose revealed a deep secret. The party lights above and around the stage were only an extension cord away. With the help of Enron, Oh My! the stage was Alive! The dismay of Goose made it all the more perfect. Although it was strange to see everyone’s face during SSH, BK, WM, WMH.
Thang 1.
Non-typical mosey mile. Each light post changed the mosey. RUN, NUR, Carioca (L), Carioca (R). Hips don’t lie.
Thang 2.
With hurricane season upon us, we must be prepared. There is no better way to test our strength and endurance than with sandbagging. A homemade COUS made by YHC and his 2.0 consisted of 3 50 LB duct taped loads and a special 100 pounder.
Pax partnered up with one performing SSH while the other partner accomplished station exercise. Then switched.
Station 1 = 20 bear hold squats each (100lb)
Station 2= 25 curls/25 rows each (50lb)
Station 3 = 50 mountain climber each (2:1)
Station 4 = 10 thrusters alt shoulder (50lb)
Station 5 = 10 man makers each (50lb)
Station 6 = 50 ct jump rope
The Pax made it through 1 round and time proved to be on our side. We circled up for some Mary and YHC felt a little dealers choice would put the bile back where it belongs.
Goose- flying W’s (10ct) or something of that sort. So much for the previous comment about the bile. Slow leg raise (10ct). ARODs I lost count, down under snow angels, and flutter kicks. Whew!
COT with announcements.
Gigi to Michelin- ANIMAL bestowed to Honeysuckle. Prayers with Enron.
We suffered through this one, but it was great to suffer among those who continue to push and make each of us stronger in mind and spirit. T-claps.
