With no one signed up to que, a Round Robin was to ensue.
Moby started off the confusion with his slow cadence jumping jacks making us all look like a bunch of uncoordinated ballerinos. The warm up smoothed out as we made it around the group a couple of times.
DarkWing called an audible and we went and grabbed the cinder block coupons. Each pax chose a coupon exercise and mixed in with a few laps, time was up before we new it.
Moby prayed us out with intentions for BBQ’s nephew – a new kidney transplant recipient.
