The Scene A beautiful Carolina morning, humidity just high enough to make you question your life choices, but not enough to ruin your hair. Four HIMs (High Impact Men) gathered, ready for whatever Teabag had in store. Little did we know, we were about to witness a Q learning to count in real-time. Spoiler: He got there!
The Thang Warmup:
Two laps around the field. (Scrooged tried to claim he was “saving energy.” We all know he just hates running.)
Main Event:
Line up on the goal line.
Sprint to the 50-yard line: 10 Merkins (push-ups)
Sprint to the opposite goal line: 20 Squats
Rinse and repeat x3 (Counting was a team effort. Teabag may have invented a new number between 7 and 8.)
Rockpile Time:
Mosey to the rockpile, grab a coupon (rock).
3 rounds of:
Curls for the Girls
Upright Rows
Overhead Presses (Backup tried to sneak a pebble. Not today, sir.)
Trail Run:
Run the trail, stop for 10 Merkins, then run back. (Beethoven set a pace that made the rest of us question if he was late for brunch.)
Finisher:
Back to the field for more running.
“Scrape the Chest” (think Carolina Dry Docks, but with more style)
Planks for 60 seconds (felt like 60 minutes)
A little more running, because why not?
Moleskine Teabag’s Virgin Q: The man stepped up and delivered. Counting was a journey, but he stuck the landing. We’re all better men for it.
PAX:
Backup: Brought the Gen X dad jokes and the work ethic.
Scrooged: Still hates running, still showed up.
Beethoven: Silent but deadly (in speed and, well, you know).
Prayer: We closed out with prayers for Kneebiter’s mom, wishing her a speedy recovery from a burst appendix.
Quote of the Day “If you can’t do it right, do it loud and with confidence.” – Teabag, probably
SYITG (See You In The Gloom)