GoRuck

Seven real men gathered at the best Thursday AO in GasHouse this am. The others either fartsacked or ran around at a less-than-ideal AO somewhere else in Gastonia, likely all wearing the same color shirt, possibly even holding hands…..possibly. But that is for another BB and another story. We, however, got down to bidness and busted out some serious work. There was a Kotter. There was a busted knee back on the mend. There were some regulars. Basically….it was a bunch of bad Mfers looking for an ass to whoop. Period. But the story does not end there. It ends after 45 minutes of gut-wrenching, ball-busting, sweat-dripping, moanin’ and groanin’ like a bunch of 10-and-a-half-month-pregnant-women-in-their-17th-hour-of-labor-pushing-out-the-old-12.5-pound-baby-at-3-am-screaming-banshee-ruckers did there business like some studly SEALs home on a 24 hour pass from deployment in a house of ill repute. Well, it was tough. Probably not as much fun, but tough anyway.

We started with the pledge, no disclaimer because I did not really care if you did or did not know if I was an idiot-it goes without saying, right Stroganoff? We then took off for the park. On the way, I ‘splained what the plan was for today: GoRuck has a monthly challenge and this month is inspired by the SEALs and their origins. A few of us are participating in the challenge. The challenge involves rucking a bunch of miles and completing 3 workouts before the end of July. We did one of the workouts this am. This one was the “Boat Carry Workout.” It is 10 rounds of 60 second plank wearing your ruck followed by 30 lunges with the ruck over your head. In my opinion (and those I polled this am participating in this monthly challenge) this is the easiest of the 3 workouts. We added some rucking/walking as well as some ruck-on Merkins to fill in the time. I won’t tell you what the other 2 workouts are, but believe me they are worse. Stay tuned for an opportunity to participate. It will likely be short notice, not ideal timing, very painful, lots of fun and sometime before end of July.

We got back in time to close out with a COT then all took off for the day knowing we had already worked out harder than any other man in Gastonia this am. Period. And we all wore different shirts.

Whoopee