YHC is an idiot. I’m a bleeder and at least once per year, I slice my finger chopping some sort of vegetable. It’s one of the reasons I don’t eat that many vegetables. This year it happened slicing beets the Tuesday before I was scheduled to Q Okwata. I would show you a picture, but I can’t figure out how (good thing Rudy took over as COMZ Q). Anyway, strict doctor’s orders not to use a keyboard for two weeks, hence the late backblast. I really wanted to get it out sooner, but infection could have set in and I could have died of dysentery. So here we are, almost two weeks late.
The Thang
Mosey around the fountain and circle up in the muck for the warm-up COP. It evolved into a half-circle. I was worried it might be an intervention – What had I done? I knew I had at least 3 really stupid exercises planned, but how did they find out? I didn’t write them down anywhere…Am I that predictable?..It must have been the bear crawl route 66…, ah, nevermind it was just the majority of Pax concerned about getting their feet wet and opting for the concrete – pansies. I may not remember all of the exercises that we did, but I do remember we never got into plank. I think it went something like this: SSH x 30; Imperial Walkers x 25; Don Quixotes x 20; Good Mornings x 15; Hillbillies x 25; Seal Jacks x 30
Then YHC decided to try out a new exercise called the Daft Punk from the exicon. I chose it for many reasons: 1. It was leg day. 2. I saw it on the good Reverend’s tweeter feed as he showed the world his weinke prior to his VQ. 3. My 6 year old likes to listen to that band while getting ready for school in the mornings.
The Daft Punk is a 12 count series of lunges that starts with the right leg forward, side, and back and ends with the left leg going back, side, and forward. It blew Cowbell’s mind. Watching Cowbell struggle through this exercise became the best reason to do the Daft Punk. We kept going until Cowbell made through one complete series. I’m not sure how many that was. Probably 15 times.
Next we moseyed to the benches by the fountain for the Fireman’s Fountain. 7 Pax line up on the benches. Half (or I should say, roughly half) do squats while the others do lunges. As many as you can do while one of the Pax fireman carries another around the fountain. When the fireman gets back everyone shifted down a spot on the bench rotation and the man on the end ran around the fountain and prepared to carry the fireman. This continued until everyone got to play the fireman. We had a couple of modifications due to poor size pairings and epic failures, but other than that it was more successful than YHC imagined it would be.
Next we moseyed to the levee for “I Can’t Drive 55.” The title to that stupid song seemed a fitting title for this stupid idea. Run over the levee and do 50 Monkey Humpers on the other side, run back and do 5 calf raises. Go back over the levee and do 45 Monkey Humpers, come back and do 10 calf raises. Similar to 11s, but everything adds to 55.
In the end, everyone did 275 monkey humpers and calf raises for a PAX total of 2475 (Thanks to Shorty and JV for the math on that one).
This left us just enough time to do about a minute and half of Quadraphilia, before sprinting back to the flag for our COT where we fellowshipped and prayed.
-Hawg
But, hey, dysentery is a surefire way to lose that extra weight from the Christmas cheer. And while you were jackin’ with your Mile-O-Meter (or so Rudy the Whiner is maintaining; I have no clue), we were doing real exercises: add 288 calf raises to your trots.
I distinctly remember leading rounds of Daft Punk under the music tree at City Park while some of the PAX ran the Spartan in Mobile last year. As your backblast indicates, Cowbell definitely was not present. Glad you are keeping this classic going while JV keeps Dr. W’s alive.