With the forecast showing temps in the 20’s, the night before, YHC confirmed with PAX about a Pre-Thang mile run to help those with ISI, but also to make sure we were all thawed out for The Thang. YHC was offered a “Clown Car” ride to The Gipper and graciously accepted (Thanks Steve & Shooter).
Temps actually worked out to be in the 30’s instead. Usual jokes were made about Shooter wearing shorts, no gloves, etc…Seriously, how does he do it?!! Also prior to The Pre-Thang, Einstein shared with the PAX that he had a history of frostbitten hands and feet, growing up in Chicago, but we were all relieved to hear that he never lost any fingers or toes(yet).
WarmaRama: Good Mornings, Side Stradde Hops, Wind Mills, Arm Circles, Hill Billies, Imperial Walkers.
The Thang:
PAX moseyed over to the rear parking lot of the Taj Mahal, where we performed a modified version of “Bearway to Heaven.” PAX did Bear crawl suisides of 7 increasing legnths. Bear crawling one way, then lunging back, with 7 decreasing burpees upon each return to the starting point.
Next PAX moseyed over to the front of the Taj Mahal and circled up around the flag pole. PAX performed a “Fire Drill.” PAX did high knees. Taking turns clock-wise. Each PAX yelled “FIRE” and all PAX would do a version of “stop drop and roll”, where PAX would stop, drop to the ground, roll to the right, Merkin, roll to the left, Merkin, then spring back up to running in place again. This continued until all PAX got their chance to say “Fire.”
Next, PAX moseyed over to the “New Venue”…The Landing. With daylight creeping in, Pax performed “11’s.” PAX ran down the hill of the landing, started with 10 Burpees on the wooden landing, then ran up the hill and did 1 Merkin at the top. This was viscously repeated until Burpees decreased to 1 and Merkins increased to 10.
With stop time upon us, we high-tailed it back to the trailhead. Every Q, or any leader, is always concerned about doing a good job, pushing the PAX to their full potential. YHC was reassured, when on the run back, Barely Legal joked that his secretary would be doing a lot of dictation today, since he wouldn’t be able to lift a pen.
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Coconuts Prayed us out.
‘Til the next gloom….
