A record 26 PAX showed up Wednesday morning to the heavy, humid smell of duck shit. We ran quickly from that spot in order to introduce the PAX to some special hip-loosening yoga stretches. Seaman got a little too excited about these and had to be publicly asked to stop the #mumblechatter. Yankee rolled in hot, as usual, and caught up in time for some downward dog action. From there we took with some run/sprints, burpees, then some BrownBag special – defensive basketball slides. We stopped at the fountain for some power-ups, etc., then continued the run around the park to our soft, special, wet golf course green. BrownBag whipped out another special with some Climate Change – PAX in the Al Gore, tree-hugging position. We finished off with some more run/sprints before being welcomed back to base with the comforting smell of duck shit once again.
PAX posting (courtesy of Yankee’s memory):
