Hanging w/ Mr. Nice Guy
QIC: Cherry Pie
Date: April 17, 2023
PAX: Zima, Van Gogh, Crash, Chubbs, Rubber Ducky, Palin, Green Acres
Going into the morning the Q had admittedly been absent from the pax for the better part of 4-5 weeks. Too many airplanes, late arrivals and a lingering jet-lag hangover. That said, CP was thankful to have long before committed to Q this morning’s Iron Throne, and the honor thereof.
The Q arrived early and drove around the back of the AO to strategically place the morning’s instruction manual (aka: cardboard tri-fold). There on the drive in, the headlights cut through the pitch and caught the back end of a runner up in the distance…this familiar, yet unidentified figure was clearly running with intention and a direction in mind. In a few more feet and not a break in his stride, it became clear this mystery man was none other than Green Acres…who, with little more than a glance in the Q’s direction, disappeared into the dark recesses of the nearby Port-a-Jon.
Back at AO-central, figures began to appear, most greeting the other pax upon breaking into the faint light of the perimeter. However, one such character walked towards the meeting spot with stealth and relative silence…like a cat stalking prey…Palin, in his dark Spartan-conqueror t-shirt and with a look of suspicious inspection, approached the gathering…and yet, not a word. “Oh, high Palin!” Only then did he speak, and with inquiry in his voice, “Are you the Q?” “Why yes!” yhc responded. Revealing that this was no new revelation, Palin spoke on… “You know, I decided I was going to be nice to you today CP.”
There it was, the bold statement of the morning. “Mr. Nice Guy” had arrived…his intentions clear. A few of the other pax made note of this bold promise, without directly challenging the underlying intent. Time would tell.
The Q welcomed the pax just as Green Acres emerged from the darkness once again, inquiring further as to whether the pax had any strong cleaning agents on hand. However, by now the minute-hand struck 30 and it was showtime. After a “Monday Morning Version” of the core principles and guiding mission the workout began…our more talkative friend already lobbying for optional Thistle-Counting as appropriate.
The morning went something like this….
Warm-o-rama
Side Straddle Hop 20 count
Imperial Storm Trooper 20 count
Hilly Billys 20 count
Burpees 20 count
With “pace” the pax then mosey’d the long way to backside of the school. Where the Q revealed the morning’s instructions. But first…a little Mary
WWIIs 25 count
V-ups 20 count
Crunchy Frogs 15 count
Freddy Mercs 20 count
Peter Parkers 20 count
Run around the external of the parking lot……with “Pace”
Complete the following 5 Exercises at the Conclusion of each lap:
Burkers (burpee w/ peter parker) 10 count
Jump Squats 10 count
Mountain Climbers 10 count
Lunges 10 count
Mike Tysons 10 count
With each lap add an additional exercise – repeating each of the prior lap exercises
Lap 1: Tuck Jumps 10 count
Lap 2: Shoulder Slap Merkins 10 count
Lap 3: Hill Billy’s 10 count
Lap 4: In & Outs 10 count
Pick Up Six
Back to AO: Merkins, Burpees, Penguin Bicyles
RECOVER
Moleskin
Clearly, “Pace” is a relative term and subject to debate. As is “in-cadence”, from a conceptual standpoint, that is, when a pax is counting to himself. Despite reference to former debates on the very subject, Zima and Van Gogh were unable to reconcile the issue. Rubber Ducky threw in a few movie references, in an honest attempt to add clarity to this and other matters of conversation. Meanwhile Green Acres and Chubbs…well, they just went about the business at hand. Respectable work all around. It was an honor and a pleasure! Oh….and Palin was true to his word!!
COT
- Greenspan – prayers for his procedure on Wednesday
- Starfish & Frostbite – continued prayers for their family
- CP led the pax out, lifting up spoken and unspoken praises & prayers.
Aye!
1 Comment
Green Acres
Lol! Wasn’t asking for cleaning agent, needed some anti diarrheal! 😆. These radiation treatments are literally kicking my ass a little bit. Happy to get through a great workout and mosey home without pooping again! Thanks for leading.
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