The Infiniti Workout
10 Pax joined the Q to work out forever. Perfect 55 degree temps helped them get it done.
- Buttkickers and Goose Step toe touches.
- Mosey to front rehab parking lot
- SSH x 20 IC
- IST x 12
- Mountain Climbers x 15
- Cotton Pickers x 5
- Arm Circles
- Mosey to Belk lot for…
An Infiniti shaped setup in the Bali lit with 6 stations.
Start at the middle lightpost, run to first three stations;
- 5 walk out merks
- 10 alt leg lunges
- 15 boxcutters
- Pass middle lightpost, do a burpee with 2 plank jacks at the bottom. Ascend by 1 each time you pass the middle, going up to 8 burpee-jacks (I’m sure it’s called something, but I’ll let BCR correct me eventually)
- 20 Carolina Dry Docks
- 25 air squats
- 30 LBCs (single count)
- Back to middle light post
Once you reach the 8 burpees, take a break from the reps by taking a lap around the mall, then back at it to begin the descent. Time called to jog back to the AO around 0645.
Up to rock pile for 25 curls, 20 push presses, 15 skull crushers and 25 bent over (not upright) rows. After those were finished, put up rocks for
QIC aggressively shuts up PAX’s gleeful chatter and regains focus on the task at hand
- 20 low flutter (IC)
- 10 crunchy frog
- Simple Broga, including tabletop AKA “doggystyle bottom”.
Prayers for Dean and Alex as they begin to enter China and the workforce respectively.
Come to Hops’ F2 event in an hour or forever wonder how hot meat sauce will affect your gastrointestinal tract.
Always good to get double digits on a Saturday. I appreciated their attendance with a grinder where everyone could go at their own pace, but still crush enough calories to ameliorate meat hot sauce guilt. Exit led the pack with Homie, PR and Trick close behind, and QIC made up the audible for the lap after he felt things were getting a tad repetitive a couple cycles in.
I’ve heavily publicized my knee injury, which could have been way worse, so I felt lucky to get away with a mild sprain and can keep getting after it. F3 is good for the soul and the waistline, so I ain’t got time to fartsack.
The smelly dead beaver that was encountered on Thursday was gone, but the stench remained, which was enough for a patented Cat gag reflex.
Great cafe at GWC as many represented belated Flag Day to the fullest and many exciting tales were told. Thanks for being my brothers in sweat and hot meat sauce.
“I chose a half measure when I should have gone all the way. I’ll never make that mistake again. No more half measures.” – Mike Ehrmantraut