Well the cold breezy drizzly gloom almost took out a perfectly good AO. But No Mobydick and Turbo Dog to the rescue. A few minutes late start so I could drive up to the roof of the garage to be sure no other intrepid were lurking about and a light workout began. Since it was only me (Turbo Dog was doing his olfactory inventory) I had me warm up literally with some self love and high knees. The thang was traverse the perimeter of the first and second floor of the garage doing karaoke. Butt kicks. High knees backpedal lunges and and occasional leg of squats. Deeep squats at each parking strip. Some legs got a sprint. Up and down both ramps Up and down all three sets of stairs. That works out to almost a mile. To top it off our came the chain which is 81’ long by the way and a good solid drag back and forth across the garage. A good dose of leg lift and Turbo Dog wrestling and a counts Rama. Prayers for Jose 10 k and Peacock and homeward bound. The chain is unbroken
Fitness. Fellowship. Faith.
