16 men gathered on a refreshingly cooler post-4th-of-July Saturday for some partner work. K-9 Briggs made her F3 debut and was the pacesetter.
- Mosey down 1st Street toward Frazier Park, gather at the lot for some ….
- SSH x 20
- Imperial Walkers x 20
- Squats x 20
- Merkins x 20
- Lunges x 20
- LBC x 20
- Mountain Climbers x 20
- Rosalitas x 20
- Partner up, gather at the base of 1st Street, together with your partner:
- Suicides up to Elliot Street, 10 hand-clap merkins with your partner;
- Back to bottom of 1st Street, for 10 Sumo Jump Squats;
- Half-way 1st Street to the speed limit sign, 10 diamond merkins;
- Back to bottom of 1st, 10 more Sumo Jump Squats;
- All the way up 1st to Rescue, 10 diamond merkins;
- and one more time, back to bottom of 1st.
- Thanks to Marv, Vega, and others for some Mary while the pax gathered;
- Mosey over to Frazier Park, find the asphalt track around the soccer field, and:
- Partner 1 runs backwards, while Partner 2 does 10 LBC’s then gets up, forward runs until you catch Partner 1; at which time,
- Partner 2 runs backwards, while Partner 1….you get the picture;
- One time around the field
- Mosey over to the Memorial Park, each pair of partners finds a bench, and:
- 20 dips;
- 20 Step-Ups;
- 10 Half-Derkins (one foot on bench, one foot on ground); flapjack;
- It was a rainy, muddy day, and we made sure to leave the Memorial Garden benches as we found them by wiping them down before taking off;
- Mosey to base of 1st Street, for a little more Mary, including some low-slow-flutter;
- All-you-got up to Rescue for 0945.
We had a visitor this morning, as the Q’s K-9 buddy Briggs came along for the workout. She did good work, her Bear Crawl is on point. In all seriousness, this was a Weinke-less (and music-less) effort with an eye toward fellowship and mumble-chatter, and it seemed to work out well that way.
Welcome to 2 FNG’s, Shula (the dude legit played linebacker for the Miami Dolphins) and James (no one else seemed to like it, but Q privileges led to him being named Fizbo in honor of some slick clown tattoos on his forearms.
Take-out involved a little history less on of AA, and how the group evolved from a fellowship known as the Oxford Group. The cool thing about that? The Oxford Group embraced the general principles now espoused by AA as a framework for sanity and a life of healthy service, and did so without any reference or regard to addiction or other -isms. They just thought it was a playbook for healthy living, and perhaps that means even those not suffering from addiction might enjoy the ideas and practices of 12-step-groups and related recovery work being put in by our brothers at rescue. (The drunks in AA just needed this model even more than the average person.) (If you’re interested in that topic a bit more, a great read is the chapter “Why I Wish I Was An Alcoholic” in Philip Yancey’s book, What Good Is God?) Happy to lend you a copy if you don’t want to buy it.
As always, MIP is so good for the soul. Seeing men like Cape Cod slogging it out – just three weeks into CRM – while others like Vega and Zookeeper have been around long enough to become the unspoken leaders of the workout. Very cool stuff, brothers.
Oh, and lastly, here’s a little bit of a worn-out, overweight, septegenarian, crazy-in-the-head puppy…a.k.a., the perfect MIP candidate.
All in, we covered just a bit over 2 miles in 45 minutes: