Day: December 11, 2016

The Gloom was a bit more Gloomy than usual. No rain for months, and finally 3 days of rain brought in a layer of fog over Martha’s house that did not lend itself to road running.  I arrived to find 5 Pax waiting for the DRP With #6 sliding in at 5:30. I wanted to fartsack.  My stomach was upset and I knew counting would be the most challenging part of my morning.

Disclaimer: I’m an idiot, i’m not a professional, if you follow me your an idiot and if you get hurt there is no one to sue.  Modify as needed.  I feel like crap and I hope when we are done you feel like crap too. . .In a good way.

Warmup: Mosey to the bank parking lot for some Plank-o-rama: Peter parker x 20ic, right arm/left arm up, Shoulder taps x 20ic, recover.  Then some Hillbilly’s x 20ic.  I shared with the pax my memories of some high impact folks from the greatest generation that really impacted me.  Loyd and Lila Emmonds. Met in the Navy during WW2.  She was a nurse and he a chaplain and a SeaBee.  (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seabee).  When I met Loyd he was nearly 86 years old and still had the energy of someone half his age.  He went to the gym, taught the children’s church classes and they would both work in the yard on church clean-up days with the best of us.  He picked up the food for the church food ministry and helped on distribution days.  His nickname was “Mr. Wonderful” and for good reason, he was always full of life and happiness.  I shared with the Pax that the most memorable thing I noticed about Loyd and Lila, and especially Loyd, is that the older he got, the more dependence he had in Christ’s love for him.  He did not grow old telling folks of himself, or of what he did for the Lord, or what you should do, but what Christ had done for him. With a tear in his eye, Christ love for all of us was evident in every tale he shared.

Tha thang: Mosey to the chicken bucket to pick up some Q-pons (rip rap from the hillside) and then to the old Teeter parking lot. I thought about doing BOMBs with rocks but thought that might be in bad taste considering the date so I called on some Dora 123. 100 overhead presses with the rock, 200 curls with 2 rocks, 300 squats holding rocks, in aggregate while partner runs to mid point of lot and back.  Once completed we moseyed to the wall for some more fun.

On the wall: Peoples Chair with rock on the lap while pax counted to 10, then out in front for 10, then overhead for 10, then press for 10, then recover. on your 6, flutter kicks, then LBC’s while pax counted to high numbers like 40, then Merkins in cadence X 10.  Wash, rinse, repeat.  We mixed in some Dying cockroaches and box cutters, then repeato for a 3rd time.

Mosey back to the Dora point and piled up the rocks, and with 7 minutes to go, YHC called something he regretted.  Lunch walk the short straight away of the lot, jog the long straightaway, then lunge the short, mosey the back.  Mumble chatter was starting to pick up at this point. With 1 full lap around and 4 minutes to go, what was left to do but repeato? As I lunged the straightaway I heard some mumble about burnt hushpuppy’s, out for vengeance, or something. Not sure what all that was about.

Return the rocks to the chicken bucket and back to the start for COT.

Announcements: Convergence on the 17th, prayer requests not many mentioned but many prayers needed around the Gashouse.  Honored to be with these men in the gloom.