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Posts By Murdock

Duck, Duck, Mud

December 5, 2020 |

20 Pax (along with a fly by from our lawyer) gathered on a clear morning to pay tribute to me.

After a brief disclaimer we mozied to warmara.

SSH, Weed Pickers, Windmills, IST, Merkins, etc… ensued.

Short mozy and … Read More

The non-5K beat down

November 29, 2020 |

Stuff happened.

 

We met a kind of FNG named Dell.  Had been at Tradition years ago. He was gonna look up his Name for us.

 

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A lap with stations

November 24, 2020 |

8 PAX enjoyed a lap around the school that included mozying, reverse mozying, WWII, Monkey Humpers, LBCs, Slow and Low Squats, Bobby Hurleys, Dips, Rocky Balboas, Calf Raises, Inline Merkins, Hand Release Dips, etc…

Fun was had by all.

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Duck, Duck, burpee…

November 21, 2020 |

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 … Read More

Some of you may not know me since I haven’t posted here much lately….

November 17, 2020 |

After I turned off the four alarms that it took to wake me up this AM… I got ready in record time and ended up sitting on my couch for a good 15 mins trying to remember my old routines … Read More

We’re back.

May 9, 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 … Read More

Barrister didn’t shove enough cookies in my mouth

January 18, 2020 | 1

Typical Murdock repertoire.  Wheel barrow.  Weights.

Those who showed understand the title.

And Barrister does.  Oh, he does.

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Cardio repeats and I smell worms

January 14, 2020 |

The weather was fine.  Not sure where everybody was.  12 HIMS decided to get up and make it to the beatdown.

As the Q approached, he debated about whether or not to make it a muddy day.  He, predictably, decided … Read More

My back hurts. Let’s climb this fence wall.

January 12, 2020 | 2

It is on mornings like this that we are all tested.  Yes, my back hurts.  But I made a commitment. Yes my back hurts.  But I should have gotten a substitute last night.  Yes my back hurts. But I have like three different back braces for this very situation.  Yes my back hurts.  But it is likely because I put on 15 pounds. Yes my back hurts.  That is what ibuprofen is for.  Yes my back hurts.  It’s my workout so I can adjust as needed. My back hurts… Laying in bed isn’t gonna help it.

 

WWGD?  What would Google do?  Power through it.

So, I painfully put on my shorts and tied my shoes in a knot so as to not have to do that again… It sucked.

I began the trek… All the while desperately seeking a rightous tune to get me pumped.  Alas, I got all the way there and the Carpenters did not motivate me.

But… Then I pulled in.  There, in front of me, were about twenty guys who showed up to my beat down. That was all the encouragement I needed.

So, show up.  That’s what we do.  That is why I Q.

We mozied very short for a back bending warmarama of SSH, Windmills, Cotton pickers, IST, and merkins.

Then we partnered up. Partners raced around the island but called an exercise for the PAX. Once all PAX had done it, we did it again in reverse.

Indian run to the snack shack for the predictable figure eights.  Three rounds.  Thrice.  People’s chair with arm presses, Bobby Hurleys, BTW.

Mozy to the tennis courts. Let’s climb this fence wall.  Touch the top ten times.  The Q was thrown off when one of the damn lawyers went up and slapped the top ten times on the same trip.  Fine… Suicides it is jackass!  Forwards and backwards.

Let’s climb this wall three times. Touching once and coming down. In sequence.  Loop hole closed.

Be it known that the Q did fall from the top once on his ass.  And hurt his back.  More.

Mozy to Mary with merkins on the way… In the road.

Some downward dog and cobra yoga poses.

Various inappropriate comments in light of young Snowball’s presence.

 

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I’ve run out of stuff…

January 5, 2020 | 1

We did things instead of stuff.

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