May 11th, 2016 By Indiana

Eight PAX posted and were well-mannered, patient and gracious despite
QIC acting as if high on crack or otherwise “out there”. It was opaque
as downtown Concord was blacked out with power outage.Mosey to Wells Fargo:
-merkdogs (x15 slow single count)
-freddy merks (x15 slow single count)
-windmills (x10 slow in cadence)
-frank-the-tanks (x10 slow in cadence)
-burpees (with 2 merks x10 single count)

Mosey to Steps behind Pink Palace and partner up and perform:
-two rounds of burpees/run the steps and loop back
-active rest with back stretching and zen-time
-two rounds of V-ups or WW2s/run the steps and loop back

Mosey to bottom of Mutha and return to MARY.  This is where things got
all cra cra. QIC was steaming with aggression from work-related
hostility and up late the night before at office; consequently, QIC
was overambitious in releasing said tension.  Indy respectfully led
“mutiny” (D. Tick’s quote) and surreptitiously instructed and led some
of PAX back to MARY early (unbeknownst to QIC).  PAX were too
well-behaved and tolerated the chaotic and unorganized Q. (EDITORIAL from ADMIN INDY: OK , Here’s the thing, so like EL Al, Grover, Trick, and KGB disappear down the abyss of the Muckle at about a 7min pace and we turtles cross the bridge at the bottom and Im like I can’t even see them no mo and it is like 607am and I am thinking that Q done gone wild man and prolly methed up and planning a loop through muckle and back along the LONG LONG hill of Corbin (Translate Baatan Death March) and back to Trainstation..so mutiny was called with blood oath, 3 swoar the oath of mutiny and said PARLAY and back to AO said mutineers slowly crawled arriving at 615 beat to a pulp. Q El AL, the captain of the ship, showed up at 617 having lost one PAX Grover to the Sea of Invoices. The Body was never found.)

It was fantastic to have Popeye finally back in action this morning
and DT back in the saddle for consecutive days.  BD, I apologize about
criticizing a Q of yours weeks ago as the egg I laid today humbled me.
At least my dry-fit t-shirt was completely drenched and I secreted
some damaging toxins.

Thanks for once again leading me. Aye, El Abogado.

Concord