8 entered into the gloom at Folsom. 8 made it out of the gloom, but barely.
05:30, 05:33 hit and we got started.
warmups: ssh, cherry pickers, imperial hillbillys, Allen Tate’s all x 15IC
mosey. then mosey. then we went on another mosey. stopped for 20 merkins and 20 lbc.
mosey. mumble chatter, mosey, mumble chatter, mosey, and some mumble chatter. stopped for 8 count body builders and the alphabet.
mumble chatter about the upcoming mosey. mosey. mosey. mosey. mosey back to the start and sparky doesn’t think we ran enough. mumble chatter and a hat throw. mosey. circle up for air presses, dying cockroaches. mumble chatter.
walked back to the launching point.
cot: no announcements or prayer requests.
bom: q took us out.
all told, about
37, I don’t know how many miles. I’m also fairly certain I forgot to list some of the exercises. I spent 6 minutes trying to find my lungs.
way to work, men.