PAX: Woody, Deadbolt, Hazmat, Pots, Sprinkler, Bobby Boucher
Warm Up: SSH, good mornings, frankensteins, handful of merkins
Wouldn’t you know it, the damn dog woke me up around 2:30, started to drift back to sleep around 3:30 but I never quite got there. Any other day I would’ve fartsacked, but such is life. It had been a while since I visited the abyss so that was on the agenda, along with some Team 1 vs. Team 2 points-based competition. That didn’t quite go as planned, audibles were called because of numbers, so whatever.
Damn, it’s dark out here! Moseying to the abyss we couldn’t see a darn thing, no lights, overcast sky and I questioned if we could/should attempt those stairs. Halfway there, what I think was a deer ran right out in front of us, crossed our path about 15 yards away and disappeared into the woods. I said to Bobby Boucher – “Was that a deer just ran in front of us??”, to which he replied “I dunno man, I can’t see s**t”.
And down we go…
The Workout: Partnered up for a little Dora. One ran the stairs while the other performed the exercises, to total 100 merkins, 200 LBC, 300 Toe Taps. Crushed it, moseyed to the picnic tables for dips, 30, I think. On to the turf fields where the 6 PAX split into two teams of 3. YHC named each team in hopes of building competitive enthusiasm but it never really took off.
First match – Bear crawl tunnel, 3 reps each, followed immediately by train track hops, 3 reps each. Team 2 was made up entirely of the “Respect” crowd yet managed to whip Team 1. Like, not even close.
Mosey back to tables for more dips and repeat the Bear Crawl/Train Track match. Team 1 was again victorious.
Back to the tables for last set of dips then to the turf for a group Indian Run to the far side of the field, where we dropped for a set of Carolina Dry Docks. Reverse Indian Run (back pedal) back to the start, more Carolina Dry Docks.
Grand Finale: A 10-ish yard Worm relay race! That’s right, an old school 80’s style breakdance move as our closing event! Well, that was the plan, but what actually took place didn’t quite live up to the image in my head. We were just comically terrible.
Who won? No idea, I was laughing too hard.
Announcements: Various 9/11 events this weekend, BRR. Impromptu mention of what’s been on my mind, something I’d been reminded of a few times the last couple weeks – envy/comparison is the thief of joy. It’s something I continue to fall back into – this guy’s new car, that guy’s cool job/big house/hot wife, the list is endless if you let your mind go that way, but we’ll never really be happy if we do. Just like during an F3 workout, you’re the only one out here…but you’re never alone.
Prayer: Safety for our BRR brothers, peace and healing for those mourning on this 20th anniversary of 9/11.