We’re back.
All All MECA BackblastsMay 9th, 2020
Some of us hadn’t seen each other in months. Some of us had. Some had gotten fat and out of shape. Others had become more sharpened. Regardless, like we had many times before, we gathered in the new dawn sun at MCP for what proved to be a familiar thing.
At 7 AM sharp, a brief and incomplete disclaimer was sort of given. As we had just about ten PAX and more cars were coming and the Q didn’t want to break into groups, we mozied to warmarama without waiting.
The typical warmarama of SSH, IST, CP, WM, MC, Merkins ensued. Since #1 and Duffle Bag were late, we did more SSH for them to be fair.
Mozied to the soccer hill. Each PAX carried the 40 lb bag of sand up the hill and called out an exercise for the PAX to do whilst waiting. Burpees was called three times I think. Dicks.
Mozied to the bus lot. Partner up. Adjust as necessary. Partner 1 puts on drag chutes and sprints to the second island by the cars and back. Tells their partner what to do whilst gone. Repeato with some WWII situps in between.
Two lines. Indian run with proper spacing for weaving. To the snack shacks.
Figure eights. Same partners. Three rounds thice per exercise. People’s chair with arm presses, Bobby Hurley’s, BTW.
The Q asked himself to count off ten whilst laying on the ground exhausted.
Mozied to the bleachers. Alternate Dips and Incline Merkins. Then chest press the bleachers. 15, 10, 5, 2.
Two lines. Indian run with weaving to Mary.
People’s Mary with predictable stuff.
An awkward COT ensued as I didn’t know what to do with my hands. We kept our distance and did the usual.
Keep Aubrey, my four year old, in your hearts and prayers this Wednesday as she gets three hernias repaired under general anesthesia.
Keep Dutch Boy in your hearts and prayers as he goes under the knife on Wednesday as well for what we hope will be an benign tumor. Sorry, I violated your HIPAA.
Keep ONJ’s son in your hearts and prayers as he is on his 12th month of a 9 month deployment to Kuwait.
Keep ourselves and our loved ones and everybody in mind with regard to Ahmaud. No one should be shot dead by supposed vigilantes whilst on a jog. If your a racist, then in the immortal words of Ricky Bobby: “then Fuck you.” It’s 2020 people. This shit’s gettin’ old. Let’s not tolerate it.