The insolent bastard

12 men chose Sparta for their Friday beat down.  Here’s what we did…

Down the hill out of the lot, right on McDonald, left on Park and to the intersection of Kenilworth/Scott for instructions.  Partner up for a zipper route up the hill to East & then down the far side of the hill to the other intersection of Kenilworth/Scott.  One partner start running up Scott, the other up Kenilworth & meet in the middle of every cross street for 20 partner derkins and 20 partner situps (7 stops).

Mary at the far end of Kenilworth/Scott to wait on the six – flutters/heels to heaven IC.

Run the zipper route back the way we came, but with 10 handshake merkins & 5 burpees OYO at each of the 7 cross streets.

Mary in the service station parking lot to wait on the six – lbcs (?)/freddy mercury’s IC.

Mosey back to the bottom of the Sedgefield hill – 10 burpees OYO then backwards run to the school.  Dips on the ledge of the school to wait on the six then 25 derkins/25 lbcs to run out the clock. COT.


So this actually happened – YHC:  Paula, you & Blackjack should consider posting Sparta Friday.  I think you’d enjoy what’s in store.  Paula: Doobie, I have already confirmed with Slimjack that we will be attending.  I look forward to flying by you on Kenilworth.  Better tighten up those orthopedic Velcro shoes.

Our young protagonist then ditches Blackjack & partners with DIB (who is a damn beast btw) in a move he surely assumed would carry him to victory.  Blackjack clearly didn’t take kindly to this slight from his mentee, for he partnered with Fish & when the dust had settled those two had kicked everyone’s ass and cruised to the VT.   Replays are inconclusive but my gut tells me CT/YHC edged out Paula/DIB for the participation trophy.

Welcome to Daphne, who Slice headlocked to Ranger Wednesday & for some reason agreed to post again. Tclaps to Skyline who continues to fight through busted ribs with minimal whining.  Keep Pate and his family in your prayers as his son Renal Warrior (aka Theo) continues to recover from an illness that’s had him in the hospital for a couple of weeks.  Thanks to DIB for the takeout – always be grateful for the lives we lead.

Lastly, what the hell is Tweetsie? Something inspired Fish to start talking about Tweetsie as we headed back to the AO but YHC, for one, had no idea what he was talking about.  Is it the Wild West theme park?  Something more sinister?  Fish skipped COT in favor of more miles so we never found out…

2 thoughts on “The insolent bastard

  • May 4, 2018 at 12:27 pm


    Me and TheSlimOne pulled up #DFL on the out — how do you cheaters do granny sit-ups that fast?
    300 Tweetsie Railroad Lane
    Blowing Rock, NC 28605

    Man, Tweetsie’s the shit! Now, I haven’t been there since I was maybe 9, but it was the shit then, and I’m guessing it holds up today. My grandparents were good to us and would take us there and Carowinds regularly. But they were too cheap (or too smart) to buy food in the park so we’d always picnic outside the gates in the designated areas. Sounds nice, huh? My granny would make ham and ketchup sandwiches. On regular loaf bread. That ain’t right. That’s the good stuff I remember though.

  • May 8, 2018 at 3:17 pm

    Tweetsie is still the shit. Don’t expect world class…just soak it in. Be sure to check out the petting zoo up top, with its collection of strangely inbred llama-deer. They may even have some goat thrown into the mix. all I know is that they probably don’t exist in nature and who knows what those mountain people make them do with the park is closed. they make me nervous, but they sure are always hungry and seem happy when you give them the pelletized sawdust they sell you there. they also have some little pigs. always little pigs. makes me wonder what they do with them when they get big. the little pigs always seem to be most interested in breaking out.

    ham and ketchup on white bread? that is disgusting…..

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