Down the creek without a paddle

The BackBlast:

Start out by running from the tennis courts to Princeton. Almost ran the trail along the creek, but RP knew that construction was going on. Otherwise, it may have been “shit creek” without a paddle. At Princeton, stop for some merkins and squats. Down Jameston, stopping intermittently for LBC’s and other miscellaneous PT. Down to Westfield to Brandywine – stop at street lights for flutters, wide-arm merkins, dying cockroaches, bicep merkins, squats, etc. RP obviously was in the zone and wanted to keep going, but it was time to turn around and head home. So we did. Same thing on the way back, just with less stops to make sure we get home on time. As we were doing a forearm plank for 1.5 min (and everyone was obviously in love with it – Cato 15 count, Misenheimer 30 count, Marylyn 20 count and then some extra), we saw Sheep run by. He’s training for a 5k this Fall. Eh, that’s talking SMACK. He’s training for a marathon and was probably on Mile 9 when we saw him. Back up and follow me. Ranger merkins, flutters (I gave away a little secret – always pass the ‘0’. People want to stop at ’10’ or ’20’, etc. You go past it to ’22’ or ’23’ and they think you are going to the next ‘0’ and start dropping out. Fun to watch). Maktar Jyes at Princeton. Getting tight, so time to run home. 3.75 miles, which for a slow guy that hates to run isn’t too bad.