With the kick-off of the football season, the 1st & 10 routine, from the F3 Exicon, was the order of the day.
Warmup: all IC15x; toe touch, side staddle hops, arm circles, imperial walkers, neck rolls, hillbillies(country boys), hi-jack hi-jills, seal jacks
Thang: 1st & 10, using the upper deck parking garage parking stripes as our football field (a wet one at that)
1 merkin, 10 burpees, “sprint” to the end of the field, mosey back around, the ref (Bushwacker) moved up the chains…2 merkins, 9 burpees, sprint, move up…3 merkins, 8 burpees, sprint, move up,…etc.
Bushwacker – in the lead, still doing his referee duties, scored first, with the rest of the pax a minute or so behind.
Next Thangs: with time to spare the pax did some Lieutenant Dans, lunging forward and backward, side shuffles, etc.
YHC sent out the invite last night with the whiteboard of dread to the group. Manny was the only HIM to take the red pill with me. This morning’s workout was like being in a steamy jungle gym with a splash of fantasy football chatter and LSU pride. It was a ladder workout, again. I know, I am not a creative as Steve or Russo. I stick with the golden oldies, unless we’re talking about music. 10 reps of each exercise, followed by one lap between each round. We kicked things off with step downs then lunges that made us question why we ever left bed. Then, the monkey humpers made sure our neighbors were definitely wondering what on earth we were up to. Just when we thought it couldn’t get weirder, dirkins and freak nasties cranked up the awkwardness—and the sweat. Stone Mountains had us feeling like Rocky on those steps, but less “Eye of the Tiger” and more “Why is it so humid?!”
Burpees made an appearance, just to make sure we were sufficiently miserable, followed by American Hammers and big boy sit-ups that left us questioning our life choices. The run was supposed to be the cooldown, but with the humidity, it felt like swimming through a hot soup.
Meanwhile, the conversation ranged from debating which fantasy football picks would lead us to victory, to lamenting LSU’s recent ups and downs. All in all, it was a morning of pain, sweat, and football small talk—a perfect start to the day!
SYITG gentlemen.
80 degrees and 1000% humidity at 5 am? Seriously, WTF! Hammer was crazy enough to join me this morning in the Sweatapalooza. Having two consecutive late days (not getting home til after 7:30), I went back to the good ol ladder workout. 12 reps for each exercise followed by a 1/5 mile loop. All with a coupon.
Squats
Lunges (2 is 1)
Kettlebell swings
One hand on the coupon, one hand on the ground merkins, alternate 1 is 1
Shoulder presses
Curls
Triceps
Finished up with a one mile run
At least if the Spartan race has humidity, we’ll be prepared for it.
SYITG
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Well, the Wacker of bushes may not be present but it doesn’t mean we can’t use his golden nuggets for some fun.. After all someone needs to put those things to use.. I set that one up, “That’s what she said!” It also creates great grumble mumble from Jose10k once he spots them. Anyways 4 PAX took the red 💊 for Granny’s and we ventured all around Mandeville..
Warmup
10IC Toe Touches, Cherry pickers, Selflove, Grass grabbers, Imperial walkers, Hillbillies and Torso twists..
Thang
Carried our nuggets and jump rope to the tunnel. Upon arrival selected a coupon. Rolled the number nugget for rep count. One PAX did jump rope while the rest of the PAX did the number rolled. 2 rounds with exercises consisting of chest press, curls, rows, tri extensions and overhead presses..
Moseyed to the bus stop and same application.
Rolled the number alternating rope 2 rounds. Exercises were bench jump overs, Derkins, gas pumps, freak nasties, Bulgarian split squats and jump squats..
Moseyed back to the breezeway rolled the number for the count then the other dice for stated exercise.. 3 Wild Qs in a row and the selections were wide merkins, SMKs, and shoulder taps with plank jacks..
Wrapped it up with Mary.
15IC LMCs, Right elbow to left knee F/J, 6 inch hold with each PAX providing a 10 count 15IC hello Dollie’s in the middle and finished with the hold and 10 count back around..
Appreciate the post and the intentions shared for Pelicans family and prayers for the family of the 3 year old that drowned last week…
11s were on the docket today. After a questionable game of Rock, Paper, Scissors, YHC took the q. Quick warm-up then moseyed to the courthouse. Burpees on the side walk, run to the stairs, 5 calf raises up each step, then big boy situps at the top. Run down the ramp and out the side, around the parking lot, back to the side walk. Finished right at 6 am.
COT and done.
Beautiful morning to take the red pill and get some work in. No one picked up the Q so it was a little ROSHAMBO to take the lead. Regular warm-up, then mosey to the courthouse.
A set of 11s was the choice. Burpees at the side walk, big boys at the top of the stairs, 5 calf raises at each step, with a lap down the ramp and around the side in between each set.
Ended right a 6. COT. Simple beatdown, simple back blast for a great group of HIMS.
Everybody’s got a DMV story. Maybe you’re the guy who, say, waited there for three and a half hours to get your first car registered. This would be pre-cell phones, of course, so to bide your time you’ve memorized all four of the eye charts they’re using behind the bulletproof glass, as well as the many cheerful posters, like the one showing an 18-wheeler with a smiley face that details the 12 steps to get your CDL license. At this point, you’ve started to reconsider every decision in your life that has brought you to this moment, trapped here in this white-walled hell. And then, just as you’re imagining driving that smiling 18-wheeler off a tall bridge to your own fiery demise, your name is finally, miraculously called. The woman behind the desk looks impatiently at you over her reading glasses, with one hand thrust out. And even after you’ve gently placed your paperwork into her outstretched claw, she still seems to be sizing you up, like she’s read your thoughts and confirmed that yes, you’re an idiot. Finally she looks down, flips through a few pages and slides them right back over to you. She’s staring at you like you’re supposed to say something, but before you can, she says, “No odometer disclosure. You need to fill this out,” she hands you a form without looking at you, “Get it notarized, and make another appointment.” And before you can protest and throw yourself at her feet, she’s called the next name in the queue.
Nowadays, with all the online options, the DMV has come a long way. But apparently not so over in Franklinton, where grudges against certain junior high math teachers run deep. That’s right, Jose kept us entertained with his DMV tale, in which a former student’s mother attempted to exact revenge on 10k. Of course, Jose ain’t playing that game and he successfully walked away with his dignity, and his Real ID.
Oh and yes, we did work out. A descending rep count starting at 100 of an exercise, then moseying the corridor and climbing the steps for 10 burpees. Went something like this:
Holy smokes, a cold front came through? It was in the 60s to start this beatdown. I was excited to post this morning because YHC received a text late the night before informing him that he wasn’t going solo this morning. The Hammer decided to join him in his efforts to get into better spartan shape. Grabbed the ladder workout from the back seat and off to the races. Back to school again, 1st grade, run a loop, Next, complete 1st grade and then 2nd grade, run the short loop, returning to the start. The PAX would try to graduate and get through the 12th grade!
1st Grade – Squats
2nd Grade – Monkey Humpers
3rd Grade – Lunges (2 is one)
4th Grade – BBS
5th Grade – Flutter Kicks
6th Grade – LBCs
7th Grade – American Hammers
8th Grade – Merkins
9th Grade – Freak Nasties
10th Grade – Carolina Dry Docks
11th Grade – Burpees
12th grade -SSH
We added a coupon to make it more difficult. We only graduated 9th grade y’all.
YHC arrived a few minutes early to Jose10k on the pull up bars and Hammer/Pik stretching after their run. Regular Milestone Marsh run this morning to the Lakefront and back.
Warm Up: SSH, Self Love, Arm Circles, High Knees, Butt Kicks, Toe Touches, Windmills, Imperial Walkers
Playground for 3 sets of 10 Pull Ups and 10 Copperhead Squats
Milestone Marsh run to the Lakefront stopping for Stone Mountains and Supermans x 10 OYO on blocks 1 and 3, x 15 on blocks 2 and 4
Arrived at the Lakefront Wall for the Thunder Moon. Full moon on the right with heat lightning on the left. Bulgarian Split Squats each leg, Freak Nasties, and Dirkins IC x 10 each for 3 rounds. Substituted Irkins for Dirkins on the last round.
Rinse and repeat on the mosey back for some Mary.
Hello Dolly, Rosalita, Heals to Heaven, Seat Angels, LBC, LMC, E2K right and left – time called.
Announcements:
Captain Sparkles 911 beatdown at Grandmas House 9/10. Bring a weighted pack for 91 Memorial. Various runs in the fall, 2 months to Spartan race.
YHC prayed us out with intentions for Hammers friend whose child almost drowned – for a safe recovery. Prayers of thanks and intentions to lead those around us.
Another hot and muggy morning in the Gloom but nothing could slow or stop this mighty foursome. We did the usual warm ups and of course I botched the cadence on a few. Einstein is my hero on warmups and I did not get to his standard of excellence this morning. I was eager to move into the Thang and get the cards flipping. Each suit represented a different exercise. Spades were T Merkins. Clubs were Star Jacks. Diamonds were Gas Pumps. Hearts were Freddie Mercury’s. Reps were set by card number. 2 thru 14 ( Aces! ). There was some concern about the shuffle and mumble chatter on some streaks of the same suit. Red suits came early and black suits later. The joker play was called by Jose 10K and a lap down and up in the A1C. On the second joker a new move was introduced. It was alternating front arm swings for 60 seconds. It was named “BBQ Wings”! We got thru the deck and finished with some stretching. Moby prayed us out. He challenged us to push and grow each other and those around us. It was an honor to be in this PAX!
