PAX (10): Fall Guy (R), Tammy Faye Baker, Pork Chop, Tin Cup, Vincent (R), Digiorno, Glen Ross, Sump Pump, Trump, Fergie (Q)
Weather: mid 40s (not the mid-30s I had dressed for based on weather in Asheville, NC)
What we did:
A nice crew of 10. A disclaimer was given at 5:30 and we got started. Since we were going to get moving quick, I gave 1-2 minutes for self-stretching for any late-comers. There were none, so we set off for a mosey around the park. The first lap was the warm-up, with stops for SSH (26), Grass Grabbers (10), Imperial Squat Walkers (15).
We concluded that lap at the coupon garden, where everyone grabbed a coupon for lap 2. The lap went like this. Begin a lamppost one with a coupon run to the next lamppost. One man-maker. Overhead coupon carry to the next lamppost. One man-maker. Coupon carry to the next lamppost. One man-maker. You get the picture. A better Q would have counted them… but needless to say there are a lot of lampposts (200? Idk, pretty sure it was 200). We hit the top of the park (on the Cannon’s lane side) and stopped quickly for 3 rounds of 20 coupon curls and 20 squats. For time, we modified our coupon run to 2 lampposts distances and were back to the garden with about 5 minutes to spare.
We closed with some mary (gas pumps, american hammers, Saturday nights -which seemed to make the passers-by move that much quicker as they were passing by, box cutters, davincis and lbcs).
We closed around the flag with announcements and intentions. I closed, as I often do, with “Give em a good day”. This was usually how my father would close his morning conversations with friends to get the day going on the right track. He would have been 72 yesterday.
As with many of these Monday’s at the O, it was a Sunday Q sign-up. So I did not plan or prepare this based on Veteran’s Day. We did remember those who serve, and those who have fallen serving our country. I think it important we all take a few minutes today to do so, and to remember or think about how those sacrifices impact us every day.
Below for an excerpt I saw this morning from Fallen by Robert Binyon. I thought it captured well the sacrifice of military personnel (and by extension their friends & family).
“They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
They mingle not with their laughing comrades again;
They sit no more at familiar tables of home;
They have no lot in our labour of the day-time;
They sleep beyond England’s foam.”