Let’s Do That Again in the Winter
QIC: Zima
Date: 6/18/24
PAX: Rollback, Root Canal, Lamb Chop, Spicoli, Chick Flick, $5 Footlong, Drip, Zima
5:30 rolled around and we were standing in the middle of the parking lot so it seemed like a good time to do a burpee. And since I told Spicoli we would stay in the parking lot for the first few minutes, we bear crawled about halfway to the Marshall Street side and then did 2 burpees. Noticing Spicoli was actually already there, my plan was shot to hell, but I figured we’d continue anyway. We turned around, bear crawled back to the middle and did 1 burpee. Then halfway to the Cherry Street side and did 2 burpees. Middle of 1, halfway for 2, all the way to Marshall for 3. Halfway back for 2, middle for 1, halfway for 2, all the way to Cherry for 3. 2 at halfway, 1 in the middle. Done. Unfortunately mission failed. The PAX’s heart rates were clearly not elevated since there was a ton of chit chatty conversations happening, but many of the bears had miraculously evolved into bipeds. We side straddle hopped for a long time, however still nobody seemed winded. What else could I do? Ah, I’ve got it! We used the same burpee format, but flipped the direction to the long way and “sprinted” (since most people were on two legs anyway) between First and Second Streets. Did that work? Were the PAX gasping for breath? Nope. The closest we came was almost spilling some Vino Nobile di Montepulciano, but luckily that didn’t happen. Then, despite the close-to-perfect outdoor conditions, some d-bag took us into the no-cross-breeze-turn-up-the-humidity parking deck. Some of the PAX SSH’ed while diligently waiting for instructions, but the Q just took off with nary a word. A-hole. Thank goodness for the collective intelligence of the PAX because they picked up on the beatdown structure quickly. At the I-beams, do the following exercises: Perfect Merkins, slow Iron Mikes (pause for a one-count when the knee touches the ground), pullups, hanging leg raises. Start every round together near the gate. Always SSH at the beginning until everyone is ready. Add 1 I-beam per round. At each I-beam, do that number of exercises. As time was expiring (almost like it was planned that way), all PAX finished round #7. How do I know that? Well, it’s because I was the six and I watched everyone else ahead of me finish up while my sorry ass was still trying to do Perfect Merkins. All mumble chatter ceased somewhere around round #3. I think that’s roughly when my oxygen levels became fully depleted. Brain fog. Dizziness. No ability to count past 4. I even started hallucinating because at one point, I saw people’s knees not touching the ground on the Iron Mikes. Can you imagine that horror? I was riding in the front seat of the struggle bus. From what I heard, a few of the PAX found that point where their bodies were at capacity, and then you know what? They pushed right past it! However, Lamb Chop asked, nay demanded, that we run this workout back in the winter. Something about my workouts getting too easy for him. Seriously though, I figured we’d get through 3-4 levels of the parking deck, not just 1. This was so so so so much harder than I thought it would be. I need to get in better shape. Everyone else killed it. Rollback might have done it twice.
Spicoli had High Life 13 hours later.
$5 Footlong wants to Q more. Site Qs get him on the calendar.
Beware Quarrymen, Rollback is coming to run rough shot on that AO on Thursday.
Please pray for $5 Footlong’s dad.
Pray for all new babies.
Life changes can be challenging and hit us all pretty hard.
Lamb Chop did a fantastic job of taking us out.
