In preparation, YHC arrived early (though never as early as “Early Bird” 10K) and began walking down Livingston towards Marigny laying out strategically placed Cowley Cones along the way. Trotting along obliviously without a care in the world came a shaddowy pointy-eard poofy-tailed pedestrian. So what does the fox say? I don’t know, but when YHC said hello it took off faster than greased lightening! I guess the world may never know.
WARMOAMA
x10 IC:
Apple Grabbers, Cherry Pickers, Imperial Walkers, Torso Twists, Fire Hydrants, Mountain Climbers, Scorpion Kicks
THANG
6 sets of cones were placed every 2/100 of a mile between Lamarque and Marigny. Each PAX was to run suicides doing 5 burpees at each set of cones. After completing all 6 sets, 4 burpees at each sets of cones and so on until 1 burpee and completion.
This was one of those where you say “Go” and it’s non stop for the rest of the beatdown. Heart rates remained elevated and sweat was dripping (much to Jose’s delight and we imagine Zoolander’s chagrin). Speaking of which, from the looks of things one more sweaty event ought to seal the deal on that funky foul sweat jug. If you come on out saturday, be sure that it’s on an empty stomach because…yeeeah-no.
COT
YHC finished up with traditional words of appreciation and awareness on the Labor Day.
Thank you gentlemen, and remember to tip your waiter by signing up to Q!
