Muggy and not cool this morning at Granny’s, as low 60s returned, as did the sweating for YHC. Jose was wrapping up his pre-thing run, all business-like and ready to kick some tail. Steve joined shortly thereafter. Reason number 104 to come out to Granny’s: to catch Steve coming out for the darkness riding his bike, not looking a whole lot different than when Jigsaw wanders out to tell his next unsuspecting victim “I want to play a game.” Now I will ponder what a Saw-inspired beatdown would look like: “you have two minutes to complete 20 burpees with Waterpik form, or you’ll be subject to feeling the Jose summer sweat splashdown”.
Warmup – all 10-15x IC
Sealjacks, grass grabbers, high knees, imperial walkers, self love, toe touches
Thang
I had hoped to compete what YHC calls the Escalator, 8 exercises, varying rep counts 1 through 8, total rep for each of the 8 at 36, as we moseyed in a figure 8 pattern around Granny’s. Alas, it’s a farther mosey than expected, so we were only able to complete 4 of the 8 rounds. All told, even without a fancy Garmin, my phone said we did about 2 miles, or about 3200 meters. Which is 8 times around a standard 400 meter track. Math, Jose!
Exercises:
8 count bodybuilders
SMCs
Imperial squat walkers (2 is 1)
Donkey kicks
Big boy sit-ups
Wide merkins
Kid N Plays (2 is 1)
Murder bunnies
Mumble revolved around Mardi Gras, leaks, appliances, episode 8s, and New Year’s resolutions.
COT, NOR, Announcements, Prayer, in that order.
RCR, Camping, Ivan, all coming up.
Major T claps to both Steve and Jose for posting after Sunday’s nightmare, made all the more impressive because of Jose’s IronPax / Au Lait / Nightmare trifecta. He continues to set the bar high.
SYITG
