Weather: 78 degrees and insanely humid
Pax: BP 20, Bubbles, Cornhole, Crabcakes, Drake, Goob, Manziel, Red Card, Ripken, Stagecoach
In spite of YHC’s attempt at chicanery, I was spotted sneaking back to the pavilion from the Echo Chamber after placing the Board of Pain there. So there weren’t going to be a lot of surprises, unless of course there were.
No FNGs, so we stumbled through the core principles and disclaimers, then set off on a mozi with the usual butt kickers, carica x2, high knees and nur. After that we headed to the Echo Chamber for a COP with SSH, hillbilly walkers, strawberry pickers, Michael Phelps, arm circles and agitators. All while the rest of the pax anxiously awaited the big reveal of the Board of Pain.
Before showing what was on the Board, YHC explained that today was going to be the latest version of the 3:44 workout. It’s like a regular Board of Pain workout, only more stupid. The Board has a total of 9 exercises, neatly separated into 3 groups of 3. Do the first 3 exercises, run (approximately 344 yards, at least according to Google Maps) and once you get there, do Captain Thors up to 3 big boy situps. Then run back, start at the beginning and do the first 6 exercises, run the 344 yards again, more Captain Thors, more running, then do all 9 exercises. Run, Captain Thors, run back. Each time through the board, you do 44 reps of each exercise. Here’s today’s BOP:
- Carolina Drydocks
- Salsa Dips
- Overhead Claps
- Mountain Climbers
- Lunges (22 each leg)
- Moroccan Nightclubs (single count)
- Monkey Humpers (in hopes Big Mac would be there)
The good news is that it wasn’t raining. The 344 yard run this time went part of the way up the Adventure Park road (but not long enough to get too close to my sad clown neighbor) instead of down the road to the dog park, which is under construction and possibly underwater. At one point, Ripken decided to flood the park a little more, if you know what I mean, even though the Oval Office was only a few steps away. But with Trump AWOL this morning, Ripken probably didn’t want to invade his turf without permission. A true High Impact Man and a shining example of living third.
It all sucked, but we finished a few minutes early and were able to squeeze in a Round of Mary. Unfortunately the humidity also seemed to drain the pax of creativity, since almost every exercise was a repeat of the stuff on the board. At least no one made us do burpees.
- GrowRuck in Kansas City, sometime this summer
- We have downrange pax in town this weekend, so make sure to post…and don’t ever let any one of them beat you to a “that’s what she said” because that’s what we do
- Another challenge was just posted….it looks awful with a lot of running, so I’m sure you’re all interested
Praises & Prayer requests:
- YHC’s friend Sue
- Police, troops, firefighters, first responders, doctors, nurses
With that, YHC had the incredible misfortune of having to be the first to follow Radar’s closing prayer from Saturday. Obviously, I failed to do better, but at least everyone’s expectations were low. Probably should have handed it off to Drake, since he’s now sort of a professional (not as much of a professional as Medivac, but more than me).