Small world when our downrange visitor from Lake Charles, X-Ray, not only knew Jose’s better half, but (much to Jose’s dismay) had actually spoken to her just yesterday.
Also slightly awkward was when this conversation started, Jose had a hard time remembering Katie’s maiden name. But I guess to be fair, who the hell even remembers Jose’s maiden name? (Jose Mourinho, anyone?)
Anyway, nice mild weather for a nice mild coupon beatdown this morning. Though initially YHC had a Bushwacker-esque time explaining how each round would work, we did eventually figure it out and Moby was thankful for the wasted time.
4 sets of Squat thrusters x20
Jump rope
Merkins
Big Boys
Lunges
After each round, backpedal the ramp and 10 burpees up top.
Next round, replace squat thrusters with 4 sets of curls, and after that round, chest presses.
Time snuck up on me quickly today, so we bailed on the next 5(!) rounds and headed up top for some Mary. 50 leg raises (of course) and some other stuff, then COT and BBQ took us out.
And finally, what better way to send Jose out into the Alaskan wilderness than by a little singing. Startling YHC a little, Moby, BBQ, and Jose suddenly broke out into their own favorite classic country tunes (all at the same time, all different songs, mind you) forming a jangly, discordant racket that would’ve made Willie himself turn over in his grave. (Oh wait, Willie is still with us??)
Trucoat’s got some flicker ball (or soccer?) in store for you tomorrow, or you have an alternate beatdown at the Marsh with the injured Manny and Bird. Choose your own adventure. And while I feel a certain shame in abandoning my Splashpad brother Russo this morning, it was certainly a pleasure being back at the A1C with their great crew and their great sunrise views. And welcome X-Ray! Hope to see you in the gloom again sometime soon. Jose, we’ll miss you brother – enjoy the trip and catch you in 3 weeks.
