Counting Steps

The numbers grew… and grew… and grew. As the clock ticked closer to the designated hour, the PAX was in full force to (insert joke here) get shredded with Sargento. The FNG’s were also out today, three in all. When the time came, YHC delivered the disclaimer for the benefit of the FNG’s and with a little mumble chatter from the PAX, we got to it.

Warm-Up: Side Straddle Hops x15IC, Morrocan Night Clubs x25IC, Don Quixotes (specially for Tool Time) x10IC

The Thang:

Mosey up the steps down main street to the cookie bakery. As some stranger with backpacks walked by, YHC announced the first session would be Route 66. At each telephone pole, the PAX would perfom a merkin and then add another at each one afterward all the way up to the traffic light. 66 merkins!

As we crossed the street, I suggested we all hold hands for safety (my parenting instinct must’ve kicked in) but I guess everybody decided to risk not following that idea. Across the street there just happened to be a completely unused wall. We can’t have that so YHC led the PAX in a round of Wall Sits with air presses thrown in and Donkey Kicks in cadence. To give the wall a break we turned our backs on the road and did some Monkey Humpers. Finally we went back to the wall for 15 Hip Slappers in cadence.

Mosey to the never before used field around the corner for a rousing session of Elevens. At one end we did LBC’s, at the other end were jump squats. There was a pretty good distance in between (50 yards or so?) so this took a while and gave the faster guys a chance to practice their plank position. Also, it was a great opportunity to help encourage the rest of the PAX to push through to the end. That’s part of what we’re here for men, helping to strengthen each other.

Mosey around the other corner through the park to the hill beside the baseball field at Davis Park. The Triple Nickel was thrown down. Before we could get going one of the PAX questioned the number of reps for the routine. Always wanting to be a leader who listens to his men, I obliged and upped the count to 5 rounds of 5 burpees at the bottom and 5 WW1 sit-ups at the top. Iron sharpens iron!

A fellowship mosey to the other end set us up for double line Indian Run. We headed to the back of the middle school and threw in a jailbreak at the end.

For the final act we partnered up for some Dora 123. In aggregate the teams counted up to 100 Carolina Dry Dock’s, 200 Flutter Kicks per leg and 300 lunges (single count). Plenty of mumble chatter was going on and the PAX was having fun, I think, except the lunges were taking forever so we Omaha’ed that to a total of 200.

One last mosey toward the nest took us to the fountain in the park. In case you didn’t know, I like to run (and track my steps which ended at around 6000 for the workout), so we ended up spending the last few minutes of our time circling the fountain because I didn’t feel like stopping the mosey to do exercises. The Death Spiral was born.

Prayer Request: Top Hat and his family.

Announcements: Advisory meeting tomorrow night at On The Border. Mud Run is May 20th. P200 guys need to keep training, 5 weeks til the relay. We need Q’s for the Yank and no one is scheduled at this time.

Welcome FNG’s Banana Seat, Bansai and my personal favorite Feta! Glad to have you men (and young men). As always, it was an honor and pleasure to lead you today. It’s really encouraging to see so many men consistently posting, not only at the Yank but all of the AO’s. We all like the exercise we get by coming out regularly, but its exciting to see the friendships that have been build and continue to grow by all of us pushing the rock together. It’s great to be a part of it all with you.

AYE!!!