Duck, Duck, burpee…
11 men showed up at MCP this AM for a beatdown that would surely include a figure 8.
A disclaimer was given and off we went.
Typical warmarama ensued. SSH, Cotton Pickers, Windmills, IST, Arm Circles, Selfy Hugs.
We made a bigass circle around two packing lot islands. A runner proceeded to circumnavigate the PAX who did Al Gores. The runner tapped a PAX and they sprinted around the circle. If the tapped PAX caught the runner then the runner took his spot and did 5 burpees. Otherwise the tapped did 5 burpees while the runner picked another PAX – albeit more tired this time. Audible. Over 50 could cut halfway through the circle.
Indian run to the snack shack. I bet you can guess what we did.
Some curb stuff ensued.
Partner routine. Lunges and LBCs.
Indian run with some LBCs on the way.
Grab some fence. Incline Merkins. Ground work.
Mozy toward Mary.
Stop at the top of the soccer field hill and appreciate that we would not be using that hill and mud so as to keep Chowder’s shoes bright yellow.
People’s Mary. COT.
It was not lost on me that all but two of the PAX were RESPECT worthy today. Great job men.
To those who fartsacked – may God have mercy on your soul.
To those injured or who otherwise had a good excuse – get better and be well.