I had my reservations when I sent out an EH over slack and received back no biceps, no bombs exploding, no thumbs ups. (To Jose’s credit, I did receive a private GIF from him explaining his absence – see, we need a GIF / video option!).
With heavy rain throughout the night and a few other private texts saying, essentially, negative ghost rider – things were looking bleak. But I shoulda known! You never underestimate the reliability of Mr. Shooter. With just YHC and the Big Man there, it felt like a blast from the past. Hard to believe that we’ve been working out together for nearly 8 years.
With more rain threatening, YHC set up a quick ladder of merkins, squats, LBC’s, and freak nasties so we could get to work under the covered corridor. Now, I’ve learned many things from Shooter over the years (though mastered none of it): when to get the best prices on Blue Bell (and of course, best flavors), the many uses of deer urine, how to be a good Pee-Paw once that time comes, and generally, what it looks like to be a good man. But one lesson that Shooter has impressed upon us often would not be heeded today and that is to always, ALWAYS descend!
Instead we ascended and descended the ladder, but honestly, it wasn’t tough. With no burpees or groiners or Bulgarians, it was just enough to get a light sweat and still be able to chatter.
Appreciate you Shooter, and I hope I get another 8 years of hitting the pavement with you brother.
