There’s been a slew of cold and rainy days here on the Northshore, and while YHC can’t attest to PAX attendance earlier in the week, I can say it was no surprise finding the usual gang ready to go at The Gipper (minus Maverick, that is, who materialized immediately after the warm-up).
Warm Up: Good Mornings, IW’s, Seal Jacks, Windmills, SSH, Butt Kicks, High Knees, all IC, either 15x or 20x. Followed by 20 Merks, OYO.
The rain wasn’t coming down hard, per se, but there was enough of it to make YHC shuffle things around a bit. We moseyed to the covered parking garage for a set of suicides. Looooong suicides. Rest was a set of Peter Parkers, 20x, IC. Another set of long suicides. Parker Peters, 20x IC. Then Burpee Dans across the length of the garage, to finish with a set of slow squat jumps, 20x IC. Rain had slowed to a light mist by this point, so….
Mosey to the back of the justice center and partner up for The W.A.S.H: Partner 1 runs the length of the lot, up the stairs, around the ramp and back, while Partner 2 starts what would be a cumulative set of: Werkins (50x), American Hammers (100x), Step Ups (150x), Hip Thrusts / Wife Pleasers (200x). Because these are above average men (ah-hem, Tanked Up), we had to adjust and make it a cumulative set of 100x Werkins, so the other partner could get his in and wouldn’t miss out on the fun.
Back to the flag for a Burp n’ Merk, ascending to 10 merkins. Quickly down for an abbreviated Hurricane Hoedown (Tropical Depression?) which we’ll tackle again some other day. Countdown, nameorama, and Einstein prayed us out. Thanks men!
