F3 250 at the Gashouse

The morning gloom was awesome and during EC Whoopee and I spotted an owl on the greenway so I took a pic.  If I were an owl, the Greenway would be where I would hunt too.  Lots of birds, rabbits, crayfish, salamanders, and other vermin would round out the diet with the trees giving you the high ground.

Anyway Bondo had the Q at the Pain Lab and let us borrow a 20# cool sandbag type coupon to go along with Whoopee’s GoRuck sandbag.  After a brief warmup, the Gashouse PAX moseyed to the flag with coupons in tow and stopped for the pledge before heading to the track and the picnic tables.  The picnic tables disappeared so we were left with one bench to start sandbag step ups.  The idea was for one PAX to be working at a time while the others waited their turn.  We did 250 reps total so each PAX would do two rounds of 25.  YHC could sense that Nutria and Whoopee were disappointed with that pace so we started doing two at a time. Mosey around the track for dips on the bleachers, then mosey around the track for 250 burpees, first by five each and then by two, and then by one to finish them.  Then we moseyed to the church for SSH at the bottom of the steps.  Les Nessman walked over from the Boy Scout hut side.  They were getting ready for pine needle delivery.  It was at this point that Short Sale started talking about Primus posters at Ray Nathan’s.  There is a wall of framed Primus posters that one of the owners collects.  The goal is now to get Primus to do a concert at Ray Nathan’s.  Does anyone know Les Claypool to make this happen?

Anyway we moseyed to the top of the stairs for 250 merkins.  Linus was doing an inverted Def Leppard Merkin and got called out.  We moseyed to the basketball court for sandbag slams and lunges and we listed to Primus “Jerry was a racecar driver” on the speaker.  Whoopee isn’t into that kind of music so I switched to “Amarillo by Morning” from George Straight before we moseyed back to the start.  We did a few sandbags tosses and then the PAX from the PainLab joined for five burpees for the train we heard earlier.  We closed out with COT and named Whoopee’s hernia Luigi.

Good times as always at the Gashouse.

Prayer Requets:  Bondo’s M,  Turtleman, Huckleberry,  Luigi

Always a pleasure to lead

Roscoe