Cletus 3/19/21 My Weinke Got Wet!
PAX: Abe, 187, Cancun, Katniss
FNGs: Nope
Warm Up: 20 SSH, 15 Imperial Walkers, 15 Hillbillies, 15 Good mornings, 15 Daisy Pickers, 15 SSH
The Workout:
Dear F3,
YHC never thought it would happen to him…
The alarm went off and it was time to head to Cletus. YHC had stayed up late planning the workout and struggled to shake out the cobwebs. YHC arrived just in time and found Cancun, Abe, and 187 ready to get their Friday started on this wet and dreary morning. While starting off with a the normal warm-up, we were blinded by headlights of an arriving vehicle. YHC was ready to dish out the customary burpees. But it wasn’t a late arriving PAX that emerged from the white Mercedes, it was more like something that you would see on a Hollywood red carpet. The first person to emerge was a stunning tall and thin red head that had incredible legs and …pecs. Wow, YHC thought, what a nice surprise this Friday morning. Then a brunette emerged and I kid you not, she was as smoking as the ginger. What’s next? Oh come on, yes the bombshell blonde! And like that wasn’t enough there was a forth! The fourth lady, well to paint the picture best, I would have to say she looked strikingly like Lipstick’s M.
It was at this point YHC realized he was gawking and had unintentionally stopped the workout. YHC looked around and to no surprise, he wasn’t alone, no one seemed to have noticed the excessive break in action. YHC pulled out his weinke as he couldn’t remember what was planned next. YHC couldn’t read what was on the page as he became aware all the ladies were looking over at him and whispering amongst themselves. YHC was a little embarrassed and assumed they were talking about the size of the weinke he pulled out. YHC had used a whole piece of paper for it. Then a moment of clarity, why leave the area right now! So audible called and headed to the tennis courts where the view was extremely nice this morning. Oh, did YHC forget to mention that all of them were dressed fully in white, head to toe? That’s right, skin tight white athletic shirts and yoga pants.
Not that anyone cared, but we did sort of an ab tabata. 1 min for each of 3 exercises, 30 sec break, 3 more exercises . Figure 8’s (30 sec CW/CCW), Windshield Wipers, Rotating piston, 30 sec Break, Starfish crunch, Plank Tucks, Upper Circle Crunch (30 sec CW/CCW). Form was questionable for these due to the YHC poor demonstrations of this new stolen material and the fact that the dream team had mossed over to the concession shelter directly in front of us. It seemed intentional as they proceeded with a plethora of stretches while shifting position in a CW circular rotation that gave each specimen a turn in the direct line of sight. The performance delighted the eyes and induced shameful thoughts. After their warmup they headed off towards the picnic shelter and each provided us a courteous hello and tease full wave as they passed by.
So what did we do? That’s right, we headed to the picnic shelter. Pax divided up into 2 groups. Group 1 BTTW, Group 2 Erkin twists, Switch, Group 1 People’s chair, Group 2 Dips. Rinse an repeat 3X. YHC knows you don’t care! What happened to the dream team? Well they were doing laps around the soccer fields. Did YHC mention it was raining and cold? That the dream team was all in white? It wasn’t a hard rain, but it wasn’t a mist either and apparently the dream team “don’t do bra’s”. So after we finished up at the picnic shelter, it was time for the chase!
We headed to the track around the soccer fields and performed a 4 corner stack OYO . 10 Burpees, 15 Merkins, 20 Monkey Humpers, 25 Sumo Squats. It was a slow start by the PAX and YHC thought he was neglecting his duties as a Q (due to the 4 fine distractions) and would need to encourage the PAX. It was about this time that the dream team lapped us…no encouragement needed. It was like the PAX were shot out of a cannon and off to the races. We ran along side most of the dream team to the next corner. These ladies were fast with those long legs and there was some good flirtatious mumblechatter along the way. When we got to the next corner, the PAX banged out exercises like mad men and sprinted to catch up to the wet shirts ahead. YHC thinks we were headed to the 3rd corner when we realized 187 was falling behind. Apparently, the dream team member that looked like Lipstick’s M was their weak link. We told the ladies how we circle back to pick up the 6 in F3 and they said in unison with pouty lips “that is so sweet” and they headed back with us. We found 187 and their 6 mubblechattering it up! Those two were really hitting it off like they had known each other forever. We finished up the 4 corner stack and headed to Mary while the dream team headed back to the concession shelter for their own version of Mary.
Mary: WHAT? Come on… WE SHOWED OFF OUR PICKLE POUNDERS and they were clapping and hollering like a bunch of drunk Irish men!!! Followed up by some shoulder taps just to show we had more left. A few stretches and called it a day.
It was about this time that YHC snooze alarm went off…it was all a dream. YHC headed to Cletus and to my surprise it went identical to my dream. Well except there was no dream team and 187 wasn’t the 6, might have been the other way around!!!
Announcements: Saturday HSPD Blood Drive, LAR next Saturday
T-Claps (Recognition): Abe, Cancun, and 187 for coming out on this dreary day
Prayer: Pickachu’s M’s back issues and test results
