Lower Expectations = Better Results

Eleven rock pushers took the red pill and kicked the fart sack in the teeth for a Friday morning downtown beatdown served up by YHC. Before beginning, I informed the PAX that this was only my 2nd Q, so don’t have your expectations too high! No new FNG’s, but we did have a PAX new to Downtown. Welcome to the gloom, Jedi! After a quick welcome and the disclaimer, time to get to work! Here we go-

Warmup:

• SSH x15 IC
• Imperial Walkers x15 IC
• Don Quixotes x15 IC
• Moroccan Nightclubs x15 IC
• LBC’s x15 IC

Pledge of Allegiance

The Thang:

Mosey to “The Wall” where we performed-

3 rounds of 5 Hip Slappers IC, followed by 20 sec wall sit with hands up.

Mosey to the parking deck where we mosey to the first ramp and all PAX perform clock merkins on the ramp. 5 merkins facing uphill (12 o’clock), rotate 90 degrees (3 o’clock) 5 merkins, rotate 90 degrees (6 o’clock) 5 merkins, rotate 90 degrees (9 o’clock) 5 merkins. PAX then mosey to next ramp and repeat clock merkins until we were at the top of the parking deck.

Next, partner up for some circuit work. I had contemplated some Dora 1,2,3 but Omaha’d due to Freight’s leg genocide he committed last night at Midoriyama! Instead, partner one gets on the 6 and starts maximum number of flutter kicks. Partner two heads down 1/2 flight of stairs and fast moseys around and Joe Hendrick’s (backwards bear crawl) up the ramp and back to partner one. Partner one then does the run/ Joe Hendricks and partner two does the max. flutter kicks.

Rinse and repeat except sub in Freddie Mercurys  for the flutter kicks.

Rinse and repeat again except sub in burpees for the Freddie Mercurys.

After that, YHC slowed things down a little with some Mike Tysons and Homer/Marge. Thanks to Blart for the suggestion and subsequent mumble chatter! Mike Tysons are a 4 count exercise that are performed on a curb or a wall. Starting in a high plank position with your feet flat on the base of the wall (as if you are standing on it), (1)push back as if trying to touch your 6 to the wall, (2) push forward to a high plank position, (3) merkin down, (4) merkin up. YHC really likes these (as does the PAX judging by the moans and light mumble chatter!) PAX performed 10 IC followed by Homer/Marge called by YHC. Rinse and repeat that action!

YHC then led PAX down the stairs and moseyed to the tree of life, where YHC called for bear crawl ring of fire. All PAX in high plank position, bear crawling in a clockwise direction around the tree of life. PAX bear crawls until Q halts the crawl. All PAX hold high plank while each PAX perform 5 merkins one PAX at a time. Rinse and repeato two more times.

Mosey back to the pavilion for some last minute core work:

• Dying cockroaches x15 IC
• Peter Parkers x15 IC
• X’s & O’s x10?
• Mountain climbers x15 IC
• LBC’s x25 IC

Almost done, so 10 Burpees OYO.

Last, but certainly not least, 22 Merkins for our Veterans.

Time!

COT:

Name-o-rama

Announcements: CSAUP is in the works for Nov. 11th- 12th. BRR meetings this weekend. Will probably combine Fighting Yank and Gashouse workouts on the weekend of the BRR. Be on the lookout for the Ghost Flag! No one has posted to take it- yet.

Prayer requests: Ringo’s M is sick, the Gashouse BRR team, F3 brothers traveling, each other and our Nation.

One last thing- If you haven’t read Whoopee’s Jack Brown Tribute back blast, I encourage you to do so. As I read it, I could relate to this story because I had (and have) the honor of knowing men that emulated the same qualities as Mr. Brown. These men were men who I looked up to as I child. They lived that example every day. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks- am I living that type of life that will point others to the Lord? Am I speaking life and encouragement to others? When I pass on, will the testimony of my life be like Mr. Brown’s? As F3 men, I hope we all aspire to live our lives that way. Thank you for the post, Whoopee. It spoke volumes to me.

Thank you for allowing me to lead an awesome group of men! Oustanding hard work by all!

Until next time,

Slaw