• Post Type:
  • When: 08/30/16
  • AO:
  • QIC: Allen Tate
  • FNG's:
  • PAX: Sparky, Garfield, Floyd, Gomer, Jedi, Medicine Woman, Huckleberry

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


the thang

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.