So there we were—5 a.m., still basically night, but nature decided to bless us with 78 degrees of muggy disrespect, lightly garnished with a breeze that said, “This is the best you’re getting, deal with it.” Darkwing and Fletch rolled in, and with them, a historic moment: the legendary Run …
Ah yes, another fine gathering of elite athletes (and their AARP sponsors) at the peak of the A1C—where the air is crisp, the sweat is questionable, and the soundtrack is straight from your uncle’s favorite road trip mixtape. And yes Cowbell, most of my songs repeat. It’s the Pandora algorithm …
Ah yes, another fine gathering of elite athletes (and their AARP sponsors) at the peak of the A1C—where the air is crisp, the sweat is questionable, and the soundtrack is straight from your uncle’s favorite road trip mixtape. And yes Cowbell, most of my songs repeat. It’s the Pandora algorithm …
Cool this morning, on this second day of Spring, at the A1C ~ 41 degrees. Beautiful Moon according to BBQ – a waning gibbous according to Moby WARMUP: all IC15x; toe touch, side staddle hops, snap-crackle-pops, shoulder rolls, high jack hi jills, book covers, popeyes, shoulder shrugs, butt kicks, high …
Pleasant this morning on the deck of the parking garage at the A1C ~ 60 degrees. WARMUP: all IC14x; toe touch, side staddle hops, neck rolls(snap,crackle,pops), shoulder rolls, high jack hi jills, book covers, popeyes, etc. THANG: Pi (3.14)routine on the inclined upper ramp: 3 burpees up top, run down, …
Moby, a 75-year-old legend who claims he once out-sprinted a bill collector, and Jose10k , a young guy who thinks “compound interest” is a gym move, squared off in a workout that was equal parts sweat and financial reality check. The session kicked off with burpees—because, just like credit card …
On an extra chilly, windy morning, a solid group of men gathered for a high-intensity, no-weights workout. The crew was expecting a few “leggers” to show up, and Moby and BBQ made their return, adding to the morning’s energy. Darkwing Duck made a rare January appearance, earning himself the title …
Moby and I rolled up to the A1C like a couple of action heroes—minus the capes, plus a little extra wheezing. The morning was crisp, the motivation was questionable, but the mission was clear: burpees, squats, running, inclines, steps, slow squats (because why suffer quickly when you can suffer in …
Cold this morning on the deck of the parking garage at the A1C ~ 28 degrees. WARMUP: all IC15x; toe touch, windmills, side staddle hops, arm circles, neck rolls(snap,crackle,pops), shoulder rolls, butt kicks, high knees, book covers, single leg hip circles, etc. THANG: PAX of 4 – perfect for the …
Ah, Valentine’s Day at the A1C—love was in the air, and so was the smell of cold sweat and regret. The Original Four—Einstein, BBQ, Moby, and YHC—showed up ready to conquer the cold like it owed us money. Unfortunately, Darkwing Duck hit the snooze button on his hibernation alarm, leaving …
