Fitness, Fellowship, Faith

Author: Hush Puppy (Page 5 of 5)

Monday Morning at Martha’s House

Moleskin: It’s Monday, it’s early, the Q wishes he could have fartsacked, but glad he didn’t.

The pledge was made and the Disclaimer was given, and the warmup began:

Warmup:

Appalachian Americans (Hillbilly’s) 15 IC

Plank for the Low, Slow Merkin, x 10 IC

Peter Parker’s IC X 10

SSH X 20 IC

Short mosey to the rock farm in front of KFC to gather some coupons.

Slightly longer mosey to Martha’s parking lot for tha thang.

Tha Thang:

Lunge walk from Island to Island, squat at each parking space line (modified zombie walk) with the coupon.  Leave the coupon and bear crawl back, merkin at each parking space.  Rinse and repeat.

Pick up the coupon and mosey to the other end of the parking lot.  The lot is unusally dark this morning.  YHC intended to do some swing set crunches and pull-ups but with no ambient light it may have been a bit dangerous.  We found a spot under a lamp post, set down the coupons and did 6 minutes of Mary and each PAX called a workout.  Good creativity, not the same old exercises.

Next was curb work with Rocky Balboas holding the coupon, then diamond merkins, then repeat.

Under the shelter, on the picnic tables for weighted dips (rock on the lap) and step ups, repeat 3X IC.

Mosey to the field house between the baseball fields for hip slappers and shoulder taps.  YHC asked for help with the cadence since he can’t count when his 6 is above his head.  Thanks for the help gentlemen. Mosey to the road, down the sidewalk and to the park entrance for some monkey humpers X 10 IC.  Mosey back to the rock farm to return the coupons, and then back to Snoballs.  No incidents with cars and everyone returned safe.  With 4 minutes remaining YHC called the peoples chair while each pax ran 1 lap around the building.  8 men, 4 minutes we finished just on time.

 

Announcements: The Climb CSAUP, Travel group had a great time capturing the ghost flag which is currently at Folsom.   Saturday the 8th the Travel group will converge with other regions for the Monroe Launch.

Prayer requests: Bandit’s mother and T-square’s youngest need our prayers.

Monday at Marthas House!

The inaugural Monday workout at Martha’s house is now in session.  Because Hushpuppy has a big mouth and asked “hey, anybody want to work out on Mondays on this side of the county?” YHC was voluntold (by himself) that he was the Q!  11 of Gastonia’s finest #HIM, all veterans of the gloom posted so the disclaimer was short and sweet. The word of the week was shared “Proverbs 19:21 – Many are the plans in the mind of man, but it is the purpose of the LORD that will be established”  The pledge was made and the workout began:

Tha warm up: Imperial Walker IC X 15, Moroccan night clubs X 20 IC, Peter Parker X 15 IC, and the mighty-mighty Press, Press Fling X 10 IC.  (only effective if the count is accompanied by a WHEEE!!).  Then It was time for a Mosey to the Soccer field, the far and gloomy one near the woods.  Because it was dark, and Hushpuppy’s are afraid of the dark, and penguins, and cars, YHC wore a head lamp.  As we arrived at the soccer field at 5:40 am, someone had strategically placed tiny lights and the 4 corners of the 2 parallel soccer fields.  We gathered round the first light and remembered the anniversary of 9-11, the 2977 souls lost that day, including those who ran towards danger when many would run away Outhouse asked if something enlightening would be shared and YHC re-read the word of the week.

Tha thang: 4 corners, alternating Burps at 1 corner, Bobby Hurley’s at the next (9 Burps, run to next  corner, 8 Bobbies, run to next corner, 7 burps, run to next corner, 6 Bobbies, and down until 1)  this was 2 laps around 2 soccer fields and finished at the same lighted corner we started at.  Then it was repeat, doing Diamond Merkins and Crab cakes; again, counting down from 9 to 1 ending up with 4 total laps around 2 soccer fields and 90 reps of exercises.  After a count off it was mosey across the complex with a plank-o-pearl halfway to catch the 6 and our wind.  Since we had done the number 9 twice, YHC was now in search of the number 11.  The pax kept mumbling something about there being 11 people but that just wasn’t the 11 I was looking for.  But since we had 11, I decided to call an Omaha and trade out the planned 11’s on the hillside for some Dora 1-2-3.  Bear crawl up the hill, jog round the bench, and crawl bear or crab walk down the hill.  100 dying cockroaches, 200 squats, 300 flutters.  For the sake of time, the count was stopped at 200 flutters.  A count was made and we moseyed on, stopping for a pearl of curbside dips halfway.  YHC asked Whoopee to call the cadence as my wind was still a few hundred feet behind me.  Sticking with the theme, Whoopee called 20 dips in cadence, (9+11) and we mosey’d back to the Snoballs parking lot.  with 2 minutes remaining Some Merkins and Scorpion CDD’s were called to fill in the time, and the workout was complete.

Prayer requests, T-Square, praying for him and his family, (Glad he got to hunt with his Father!) Hushpuppy’s great nieces in hospital but getting better, Elena, acquaintance of Short Sale, prayers against staph infection.

Announcements: BRR Awesome, need 2 teams for next year!, Need Q’s for Monday’s and Wednesdays at Marthas, Hushpuppy and Easy rider posting in Clover at the Maze to spread the CSAUP joy, 8 man teams in cabins,

Hushpuppy better get some contacts

The workout started at 5:29 pm, with YHC’s standard disclaimer as I suggested the pax get back in the car and go home. None took me up on the suggestion so the workout began.
The warmup:
Mosey to KFC for some breakfast rocks. As YHC led the PAX down the road, I looked over my shoulder, saw no car, looked up the road, saw no car, turned to cross the street and there was a car! The pack of PAX had obstructed my view. Thanks to the driver for good breaks. Once everyone grabbed a rock we were then over to the empty parking lot for the warmup.
SSH x 25 IC
LBC’s x 15 IC
Dying Cockroach x 15 IC
At this point I looked across the parking lot towards the restuarant in the small shopping plaza, and I saw what appeared to be a statue of a penguin holding a surfboard in front of the restaurant. I asked “I don’t have my glasses, is that a statue of a penguin holding a surfboard? Or an overflowing trashcan?”  No, I was not hallucinating, I thought it was a little playful statue in front of the restaurant! Then it moved. It was a person sitting on a bench, and the bench had a large oval on the back of it.
Imperial walkers X 15 IC
Merkins X 10 IC
After several minutes of trying to count cadence and laugh at myself, it was time for tha thang:
Mosey with rock around the parking lot to a big open wall.
People’s chair with rock on lap until YHC counted 15 mississippi’s under his breath,
Then hold the rock out front for 15 Mississippi’s, then over the head presses 25 X OYO.
Recover, then lunge walk short distance across parking lot and return to wall, wash, rinse, repeat of the people’s chair. AsI Mississippi’d it gave me plenty of time to ponder the mornings misfortune and the fact that I called another human being who was probably not in the best place in life, an overflowing trashcan. Not cool. Hope they didn’t’ hear.
After another round of the people’s chair, mosey 1 lap around the parking lot and return to the wall. For chair, lunge walk, chair, mosey.
This was repeated 3 times, with a couple sets of Mike Tyson’s thrown in for fun.
Then, we moseyed to the end of some parking spaces and lined up on the yellow line for 7’s. Did squats on one end with the rock, mosey’d to other end of
parking spaces and did merkins. Once complete, we mosey’d back to KFC to drop off the rocks in the culvert and found a step for some dips.
Dips x 13 IC
Then the Pledge was made, and mosey’d down the street to a field full of boulders.
The Q ridiculously called lunge walk across the field doing a burpee at every other boulder. As we crossed the field the people’s chair was burning strong in our legs so an Omaha was called for the return trip. Bear crawl with a merkin at every boulder! This also was surprisingly hard on the quads and some of us may have skipped a few boulders. . . As everyone else completed Dr. Feelgood was still diligently pressing at every boulder, determined to complete the exercise without modification so YHC and some others joined him and finished out, making up for what some of us skipped. Then it was back to the starting point for 6 minutes of Mary to finish out the workout!
Announcements: Habitat build next 3 Saturdays, 9am after coffeerama, contact Whoopee. Q needed for the Storm on Monday Labor day, Contact Defib. Monroe Launch is October 8th, Hushpuppy is participating and would like some Pax to travel with him.
Prayer requests, T-Square and family, Several people battling cancer, kids returning to school, prayers for students and teachers.

The Great Hushpuppy Migration

Hushpuppy likes Dave Ramsey.  He recognized the need to live like no one else so that one day he can live like no one else.  Sick of paying too much in utilities he saw the opportunity to move to a house with less utility expenses and keep his kids in the school they preferred.  Expecting to have a month to move, he began slow planning the move, packing and yard sale-ing to clear out some junk.  Suddenly the demand for the house he wanted increased and he was given an option: Move it or lose it!  With 2 weeks to plan the packing began.  The house he was moving to had to be vacated by a bum, and once evicted the cleanup and restoration began.  Landlord replaced carpet, had some cleaning done, and as many improvements as could be done in 5 days while YHC and the M packed and the 2.0’s watched us sell and scrap so much stuff they thought they might be next.  The day before the move was spent cleaning up the bums remaining mess, and the morning of the move we began taking car loads over and put on the finishing touches. A Uhaul was rented and at 1pm Saturday the Minivan Centurions began to arrive and the great Hushpuppy migration began! Rudolph arrived first, loading furniture and disassembling the trampoline, soon Bandit and Goose arrived and the drum kit and dressers were loaded, and the week began to catch up with me.  As the packing commenced I realized, the time had come and passed for a coworker to arrive with a small trailer to help put a piano in storage.  No response to the phone calls, no response to the texts, and an heirloom piano that must be moved. Little did I know he was lounging on the beach for his anniversary with his wife and my piano was the last thing on his mind.  The stuffing of the truck continued, and by 2:30 there was only remaining room for the piano.  By this time Roscoe had arrived and the daunting task of rolling the piano up the ramp was not so scary. With a man on all 4 corners of the piano, it was carried up the ramp and set in place all while YHC watched with great appreciation.  The truck was shut and it was off to the warehouse to store the piano.  The M met another coworker to get the key to the warehouse and it was delivered about 3pm.  As YHC attempted to unlock the warehouse I quickly realized the key did not fit the lock.  It was the wrong key! The coworker apologized profusely on the phone and I scrambled to figure out what to do.  Whoopee arrived for the final push and 6 men stood around wondering what to do.  I gave the order to set it out on the ground outside the door and pray it was still there when the correct key arrived.  The caravan headed off to the new house and by 4pm the trailer was unloaded and bandit was dehydrated.  Most had to go, and declined the offer for pizza and tea.  But great thanks to Rudolph, FI-LO, he stayed for one more trip to gather the remaining belongings and stuff the truck one last time.

Oh, and after dropping off the Uhaul, M and I returned to the warehouse to find the piano safe and sound.  It was rolled inside and stored for the future.  The grandmother who passed it on said “I want it to go your wife, where it is sure to continue to make music for the Lord” thanks to these men, it shall.

Now a week later, I have retrieved my final belongings I forgot; winter and Christmas stuff from the Attic, basketball goal, and my old neighbor gave me a riding lawnmower as a parting gift.  A church brother helped me retrieve this with a truck and trailer.

Thank you to all those who showed up. Many I have known for a decade, people whom I have helped several times were a No-Show, but my brothers in the shield lock showed up strong and I will ever be grateful.

 

Elevens, Sevens, and One, Two, Three, Five!

Many Pax have been encountering the same verse of scripture recently, as if the Sky Q was trying to tell us something.  Hebrew’s Chapter 12 “Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.”  For the 3rd F devotional before the workout, YHC shared that in chapter 11 the writer shows example after example of High Impact Men (and women), chosen by God for pivotal times in history; how they had their sites set forward on the promises to come, and not on the circumstances.  This allowed the writer to say in verse 12 “Let us run with perseverance. . .fixing our eyes on Jesus”.  In these challenging times of life and in the chaos we often see in our country, let us fix our eyes on the promises to come, that the current cares of this world will not entangle us.  Also let the shield lock give us strength, that when we battle, we do not battle alone.  

The workout began with your humble correspondent’s  usual disclaimer “everything I say is a suggestion, and I suggest you get in the car and go back home”. None took my suggestion so it was on with the warm-up!  After some light jogging with butt kickers, high knees, and that sidways running thing that crosses right leg over left leg, and then reverses, I had planned on doind burpeewamba but again, technology failed so I had to wing it.  SSH IC X 20, Someone began making funny jokes, I lost count and started over, and we stopped somewhere around 23.  Then it was slow windmills IC X 15, then mosey up the street to a high curb for some Dips.

Dips IC X 15, Then across the lot to a wall for Hip slappers IC X 15, then Donkey Kicks IC X 11.Since YHC can’t count with his 6 above his head without wanting to splash merlot, Dr. Feelgood was kind enough to help with the counting.  Then another round of dips, then it was off on another mosey to the church parking lot with stairs.

Upon reaching the parking lot, we circled up for Plank-O-Rama, YHC’s favorite past time.  First it was alternating arms and legs up,  Then plank jacks IC X 10, then Merkins IC x 10, then Peter Parkers IC X 10, all without leaving the plank position.

At this time the sweat was dripping and I mercifully called the Q, and we partnered up for some Dora 1,2,3.  100 Merkins, 200 squats, 300 flutters, while partner ran the stairs and back. Once some men completed their sets they picked some up for the 6 in what I can only describe as the shield lock in action.  Way to lift up your brother!  After this we moseyed over to the elementary school playground and track for some 7’s.  We split up into 1’s and 2’s and the 1’s took off across the field to start doing 1 pullup of some kind while the 2’s remained behind and started with CDD’s X 6.  Alternating back and forth each man completed 21 pullups and 21 CDD’s while running about an 8th of a mile with each set.  Once complete the time was not 7:45 and the mosey home began. Taking the long way, we moseyed a little over half a mile back to the Schiele museum with 2 pearls in between, one Plank-O-Rama and one some mini dips to catch our wind and the 6. Once back at the Schiele Rosco was kind enough to retrieve a cooler of water and the Pax slowly made it back to the circle.  With 5 minutes to go, YHC split us up into 4 groups, 1 group in each parking space making a shaped that kind of resembled some sort of rhombus.

Since we were unable to do Burpeewumba (Burpees to the song Chumbawumba, “I get knocked down, but I get up again”) YHC decided we would do a Burpee-Go-Round until we heard the sweet ring of the church bells at 8:01.  Group 1 did a Burpee, Group 2 did a Burpee, Group 3 did a Burpee, then group 4 would call “ONE!” and round and round as if in cadence.  There was some confusion as to who started and who finished, As group one may have become confused and thought they were group 4, but in the end, the PAX did 37 burpees in 4 minutes to finish out the workout!

Announcements: CSAUP Friday November 11th & 12th coming soon!  Preblast to come!, BRR in 2 weeks!

Prayer requests: Davinci’s mother with Chemo therapy, pray for 1 successful treatment.  T-Square’s son in the hospital, prayers for his quick healing and for victory in the battles his family has been facing, For the competitors in the BRR for strength and no injuries, and some others that YHC apologizes for not listing here.  I recorded them to better list them here but my battery is so depleted my phone will not play them.  My humble apologies.

Big kids had fun time at the Sprayground

As I type this back-blast, men’s Olympic rowing is on the TV in the background.  The commentators describe the race and comment on the difficulty of the third 500.  As Freed To Lead communicates so well, a mans life in the 3rd 500 can also be as challenging.  That point in life where a lot of energy has been spent to get there, and so much more energy must be spent to complete the race with strength and dignity.  As ages go, YHC is probably still in his second 500, but I will hit my third 500 with force; I will hit it with the other high impact brothers of F3.  Monk shared during the 3rd F this morning on a man’s compartmentalization and sad clown syndrome, as described in Freed to Lead.  He then showed examples of the disciples being challenged by Jesus to take up their cross, and even the “Divine smack down” Peter received as he questioned the Savior, but later made an impact in his life.  We can all learn from the disciples who entered their third 500 with force and changed the course of history.

The disclaimer: I suggest you get back in the car and go home. I am hushpuppy, I am a soft and squishy side dish but I will hurt your insides

The warm up: Short mosey to the library parking lot, Plank-O-Rama.  Left arm up, then left leg, alternate, then regular.  Hold the plank, plank Jacks, Shoulder taps, Peter Parkers, Merkins, Parker Peters, all X 15 IC. Then re position for planking caterpillars down the hill in the parking lot, then for fun, did it back up the hill!  Mosey to flat area in the parking lot for SSH X 15 IC, imperial walkers X 15 IC.  On the 6 for LBC’s, Flutter kicks X 15 IC.

Tha Thang: 1 mile Mosey to Lineberger Park.  3 Pearls of plank and some flutters on the way to let the breath and the 6 catch up; Then circle up at the flag pole once we arrived at the park.  Looking on at the Stars and Stripes, and the POW/MIA flag, we remembered the High Impact Men who gave their lives.  The pledge was made and then on to dips on the park benches, X 15 IC.  Then, it was off to the playground!  Partner up, 1 partner did ab crunches with feet on the swings and planking, pulling knees to chest, while partner 2 did pull ups from a piece of playground equipment.  3 rounds of that, and it was time for an uphill Mosey.  Up the steep hill, across the parking lot and to the concrete steps beside the basketball goal.  Incline pushups IC X 15, then Donkey kicks IC X 15 (thanks for the cadence call Bandit, YHC was a bit winded).  Then Hip slappers IC x 15.  At about the 4th slapper, I began to taste my morning snack in the back of my throat and Yo Adrian took over the cadence call.  YHC tends to do that when is 6 is above his head.  After a slow count off, it was mosey up the hill to the Spray Ground.  Bear crawls on your own through the spraying playground!  Some modified to keep their fancy shoes dry, but most had a good cool-down.  Mosey back to the lower part of the park to find picnic tables for step ups.  Due to the concern of the strength of the picnic tables, and the unusually low ceiling to the shelter, an Omaha was called and squats were done X 15 IC instead.  Now began the mile long mosey back to the Schiele, with pearls at each of the same stop.  Stroganoff reminded YHC of the tradition of sidewalk monkey humpers showing the passerby’s our best side, so it was 15 monkey humpers IC! At the bottom of the hill a hard left was turned into the nature trail and it was Lunge walk until the Q was no longer tired, then up the hill and back to the parking lot for ring of fire.  14 men held the down as the circle came round, then hold the up while it goes around, all until the Q was no longer tired. Then on the 6 for 25 flutter kicks by Stroganoff. With time for 1 more exercise, YHC attempted to communicate some side ab exercise that Dr Feelgood likes to do but I seemed to confuse people so I just started exercising and let everyone catch up.  10X on one side, shaking my hips sideways up and down, then flipped over for 10X on the other side.  Just as #10 was called, the church bells sound and the beat down was complete!

Announcements: Billy Madison offering to host a small F3 group Fantasy Football league.  Contact him if you are interested; Hushpuppy is moving Saturday, several offered to help.  Much Appreciated.

COT: Prayers for Davinci and family traveling home from a mission trip, Bacon’s father and acquaintance of Monk and an acquaintance of Hushpuppy battling cancer, Our country and leaders.

It was an honor to lead 14 #HIM’s this morning.  A year ago I would have never imagined I would be doing this, and I am better for it.

Killer bees and useless Chewbacca

8 Men gathered at Folsom in Dallas NC for Hushpuppy’s “VQgina”.  More about that in a minute.  Most arrived at 6:15 ready to go but the wait until 6:30 gave time for the LIFO Sparky to arrive.  It was also good to see the Mayor again.  As the clock struck 6:30 and we pondered on the status of some weekly regulars who had not been coming on Saturdays, YHC led the pledge, and it was off on a short warm up mosey.

WU: Short mosey to the small amphitheater riddled with killer bees that survived extermination. Started with Plank-O-Rama, But YHC immediately remembered that he had neglected to give the disclaimer; a rookie mistake he dare not repeat.  After reminding the PAX they were private citizens in a public park and everything I said was a suggestion from an idiot, I suggested strongly they get back in their cars and go home.  They declined and the beat down began.  Right arm up, left arm up, (not at the same time) then hold the plank for Peter Parkers, arm taps, Parker Peters, then Merkins, all IC X 10 without ever leaving the plank position.  The mumble began about the time Parker Peters were called. During the plank YHC shared his thoughts on the first F, and how I first heard of F3.  After recovery, SSH x 15 IC, then Abe Vigoda’s (slow windmills for the less mobile of us) x 10 IC.  Then on the 6 for LBC’s and flutter kicks, both IC X 15, then on to Donkey kicks.  At this time, all PAX save 1 retreated a safe distance from the nest of stinging devils, but not Dolph.  He faced the tiny beast’s feet first performing his donkey kicks right beneath the nest.  They dared not attack and watched in awe as he performed the majestic assault on their fortress.

The Thang: Mosey to the picnic shelter at the far end of the lot for 15 Step ups on the picnic tables, followed by 15 dips.  YHC shared how Fellowship was a strong component of F3, and that all PAX should get involved in events other than just the workouts.  I shared of my own success and how the motivation and friendship of other members have motivated me to get stronger. We then repeated the step ups and dips and began another mosey to the next parking lot.  Around the lake, up the hill, fleet footed Gomer led the way with Dolph in hot pursuit.  Someone clocked them at almost 14 miles per hour while the rest of us slow moseyed to catch up.  Next parking lot, Planks, LBC’s, Flutter kicks X15 IC, then booyah merkins on the cart path with a partner, 10 OYO.  Then it was another mosey to some field that had several posts and water spigots sticking out of the ground.  Lunge walk to each post, then a burpee.  Repeat at each post until we reached some black trash barrel placed in the middle of the field (approx.: 10).  Then mosey to a hill for some 11’s.  Since YHC doesn’t like exercises that put his 6 above his head because it encourages merlot, I called Bobby Hurley’s at the top of the hill and merkins at the bottom.  FNG was holding strong so far but modified a bit as the morning caught up with him. The option to bear crawl the hill was given but as far as I know all declined.  Then it was mosey back to the tennis courts with Plank-O-Rama in the middle to catch our wind.  At this time there was 15 minutes left and the Weinke was near the end.  The last 2 things were “some sort of suicides on the tennis court” and “bring out Chewbacca”.  At the tennis courts: bear crawl across the first court, then run back.  Bear crawl, then run to the end of the second court, then run back.  This occurred across all 6 courts.  As we encouraged the 6, Dolph called an audible for those who had completed (flutter kicks I believe).  At this point there were 7 minutes remaining and all were winded so YHC shared on the sifter, and how men bond when they sweat together, but the greatest importance on the 3rd F. Then it was on to the parking lot to bring out Chewbacca.  Pulled out the phone, the Bluetooth speaker shaped like Chewbacca and played a song that basically said “get low” about 100 times, and we did squats and then merkins to the beat, holding the low point for as long as possible during the verses.

Exercises complete, it was time for Name-O-Rama.  YHC handed out waters and all were concerned as FNG chugged his very quickly.  After Name-O-Rama it became time to name the FNG and during the questioning he became quite pale and splashed Merlot.  While trying to settle on a name, Subway was considered (since his hospital name was Jared) but YHC declined this because of the pedophilic implications.  After his fourth spew, each time describing the contents, it was determined he would be called Cuatro.  All gave Cuatro a shout out because we have all been there, and encouraged him strongly to come back.

COT: prayers for our nation, for some friends and family suffering with cancer.

Oh, I forgot. 2 Electronic failures, Chewbacca the Bluetooth speaker never played, so the exercise just wasn’t the same through the phone without the bass line.  In the week leading up to my VQ I tweeted out “I’m VQing at Folsom” but didn’t notice the auto spelling of my phone typed “Vqgina at Folsom”.  It’s out in the Twitter-verse forever and Davinci nominated it to be added to the Lexicon.  We shall see.

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