The Ace of Spades, the Queen of Hearts, that is when the tear drops start. The thousands of arm circles, the dozens of burpees, all brought forth by chance. You might say the luck of the Irish was with us this morning as we drew card after card from our stacked deck of workouts. There was mumble chatter a plenty about the coincidence of drawing two 90 second plank cards so quickly in succession but there was also hard work by a group of Vets HIMs.
11 Pax including 2 friendly new guys took turns pushing their luck against fate. Some tried to evade their predestined struggles by randomly drawing, this however, only guaranteed more pain. As we blasted traditional St. Patrick’s Day jigs and blasted our core, arms, and legs, we learned the true value of an Ace up one’s sleeve. Until next time, may the odds be ever in your favor.
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