This Backblast sponsored by our friends at Academy Sports & Outdoor
FNGs: None
PAX: Tom Tom, Wild Turkey, Cupid, Kosher, Warbucks, Hazmat
Warm Up: Good mornings, frankensteins, sir fazio, seal claps, overhead claps
The Workout: Merkins, merkins, merkins. I really enjoyed my Q at DT a few weeks ago, hammering upper body, so I took the lazy route by copying/pasting that whole thing, with a few tweaks here and there. Started out with 11’s on the hill, merkins and star jumps. That’s enough legs for the day. Mosey to rock pile, curls for the girls (hindsight, those little rocks aren’t great for curls, I should’ve done shoulder raises instead), mosey somewhere for merkins, mosey to the rail for dips, mosey to merkins then back to the rock pile. Here we ditched curls and did Carolina Dry Docks instead – repeato, repeato, repeato, with variations on the merkins along the way – wide grip, diamonds, etc.
Mosey back to starting point, stopped again for merkins, then jailbreak to the flag.
Shoulders, chest and arms sufficiently toasted.
Mary: Started to call a classic P90X core move, realized we were over time, audibled for one last set of merkins, instead – lol.
Announcements: Not so much, but YHC shared a story of what happened to me the night before. A guy I’ve known for 12-14 years, an acquaintance, lacrosse parent (his 2 sons, my 1), never knew him past pleasantries and getting drunk at travel lacrosse tournaments, he battled bladder cancer last year. Nasty stuff, took a toll on him. Last time I saw him, maybe 8 months ago, he was frail, shuffle-walking, wife steadying him, due to chemo.
A couple weeks ago, saw him out for a run on the street and was genuinely excited for him! I mean, I clapped and pumped my fist as I drove past. Happened to see him last week at a lacrosse tournament in Wilmington, he told me he’s clear of chemo and has some fitness goals, getting back to where he used to be, and beyond. Very uncharacteristically for me (before F3), I hunted down his number, reached out and offered to go running with him any time. He accepted and we met the next night for a 3 mile run/walk.
It turned out to be a pretty terrific moment, for both of us. We immediately dove into a deep, meaningful conversation – far beyond what we’d been limited to previously – he shared his struggles, I shared mine – life moments, kids, work, faith, 2nd chances; all of it. He thanked me 2 or 3 times for reaching out, it was clearly as meaningful to him as it was for me.
The point of the story – I don’t think I would’ve made that move had I not been in the F3 state of mind. Life changing stuff, this is. Keep it going, Gents. Small gestures can make huge impacts.
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