No matter how late I write this, it was a memorable workout that I will not forget. The weekend after Thanksgiving, the weather was less than ideal, and two HIMs joined me in the gloom for some good PT, quality second F, and the right amount of third F.
Who was there? Vincent, Tron, PK (Q)
What was it like? Imagine a light rain, that had already been falling for 6 hours, in 45 degree weather. The good news, was that there was little to zero wind.
What did we do? We moved!
Sure there was the usual mumble chatter before it started. “If you want to skip this, I won’t tell anyone.” Or, “How about we just hit up coffeteria? This weather sucks!” Luckily one HIM meekly said, “I got out of bed to workout in this crap, lets get after it.” Then a resounding, “Aye!” was heard from all. I gave the disclaimer, that I was not a professional, and no one would look down on anyone for leaving, I think a few people saw us out there, and just kept on driving by. I heard that there is a PAX member who got his name that way. Research for yourself who that my be.
We took a quick mosey south around the lower end of the track and back to the tennis courts for a warm-up before we started thang 1.
SSHs, Abe Vigoda’s, Cherry Pickers, Imperial Walkers, and Finkle Swings. I think I must have eaten too much turkey or too much of everything as I was falling all over the place trying to get my legs warmed up with the Finkle Swings.
With the group warmed up I informed them of what my pre-blast meant. Alphabet Soup, thang 1 meant BLIMPS. We were going to mosey around the park, stop at every 4th light and perform the exercise accordingly.
5 Burpees
10 Lunges (each leg)
15 Imperial Walker Squats
20 Merkins
25 Plank Jacks
30 Squats
We made it around the track two full times. Overall we spelt BLIMPS 4 times and traveled a good long way. With Tron and Vincent pushing the pace, we had time left over for thang 2 of Alphabet Soup.
Back to the Tennis Courts for some Mary. I started us off with some Absolution. It is an exercise I have a hate/love relationship. 8 count exercise in plank position. If you do not know it, come out to one of my Q’s or just look it up on the F3 nation website. Lots of goodies out there. I tossed the next two items to the PAX and we took turns deciding the next item. Vincent still had some fuel to burn in the tank, and decided that we should do some suicides on the tennis courts. Tron took Vincent’s lead and said, I can think of something that will suck just as bad. He had us Bear Crawl the sidelines of the tennis court, and lunge walk the base lines. We still had a bit of time for my final thing. Told them to try to find a nice dry spot. Guess what, there wasn’t any. On your six, for some Mary, ABC’s.
After that, time was called. We triangled up for intentions and continued the holiday tradition of giving thanks. It was a good workout, and we were thankful that we were able to do what we did. Thankful for the man on our left and right, as without them, we would have crawled back into the fartsack, and not taken the opportunity to get better.
Thank you, PK
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