The usual PAX posted to a new AO for a trial run/scouting workout at the Koop Drive Trailhead on the St. Tammany Trace. I hate to give away the ending, but yea, it wasn’t that great. We can do better.
Chewy, although technically not late, arrived at 5:15 on the dot avec socks but sans shoes. If he can show up with both socks and shoes on (and yes, tied) it will be a Christmas Miracle.
THE THANG (most of this will only be mildly accurate, certainly out of order, or completely false)
2 laps around locked playground containing plentiful apparatuses (apparatii??) on which we could not do upper body exercises.
Burpee suicides. 5, 10, and 15 yards with 15, 10, and 5 burpees, respectively, at each Solo Cup (read: cone). Note: these were the shortest suicide distances ever, in recorded history.
Mosey to pavilion for:
Frankenstein (Nazi/Kim Jung Un/insert living/dead despot or regime) march – 20 yards
Over/Under hurdles – 20 yards
SSH x 13 IC
IW x 13 IC
Merks x 13 IC
Mosey aimlessly looking for somewhere to COP. Ended up near a Coke machine and the Men’s Room.
Rotating Circle of: Stepups, weird handstand thing against metal door, Iron Cross. Two cycles completed whilst the guy on stepups did 10 per leg.
Mosey back to pavilion for the following x 2:
HFUAB (hang from underneath a bench) – 10 second count
Freak Nasties x 20 IC
Derks x 6
Mumblechatter about how this place sucks.
Back to Coke Machine/Men’s Lou for:
Modified Iron Cross whereby man on ground holds ankles of guy standing up; guy standing up pushes ground guy’s legs back and forth; all the while ground guy tries not to let his legs touch ground. I am sure there is a name for this, but our experience today would indicate that we should name it the Man Sieve (basically, it separates the Men from the Boys. Today’s verdict: Nacho is a man. Chewy and EiEi, not so much).
I feel like I’m leaving out about 20 Merks, so just asume 20 more were done at some point. I need to get better at making a mental note of the thang, otherwise these BB’s will eventually evolve into complete fiction.
Did I mention this place sucked? We even forgot to do COT. We just left. But, we got a great workout in while most of the city fartsacked. That, in and of itself, is a good thing!
EiEi
Aye! Keep trying brothers.