The day the Deer died
AO: Achilles Last Stand
When: 11/17/2020
QIC: The Reverend Flo-Rida
Number of Pax: 18
Pax Names:
Blue Toronado,
Clapton,
emnem,
Fauci,
Foghorn,
Foo,
Fresh meat,
Friar Tuck,
Midget,
missing one,
Money,
My Sharona,
Nibbler,
Pigskin,
Raid,
recount,
Robinhood,
The Reverend Flo-Rida,
The BackBlast:
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At this point in my life I’ve had enough weird things happen to me that most things don’t take me by surprise. I’ll admit I was surprised when my Uncle Al wanted us to start calling him Margaret. And I was surprised that tube socks went out of style. – it really made a lot more sense to wear those striped babies pulled all the way up to your knees. How that went out of fashion I’ll never know. This morning at ALS was probably one of the events that I never could have planned.
Truly I plan for a lot of different things to happen during a workout. I was prepared for when Money lit up an unfiltered Lucky Strike while we were running one day– he was born in Austria and they’re different there. I was prepared for the time that fresh meat got a tattoo of mr. Rogers on his butt cheek. It’s not what I would have done but I was not surprised.
But this morning we had an event happened but truly surprised me.
Like most workouts I started off with the standard. Actually all my workout start off at the standard that’s kind of the point of having a standard is it’s ….. you know….. standard. After that we moseyed by the school and down to the bottom of the hill by the field that face is runnymede. Instructions were given to do 10 pull-ups run across the field and do 10 Tijuana dreamers by the fence. Five rounds which seemed practical at the time. As I got to the other side of the field I noticed several pax gathered by the fence and I thought I s*** these assholes broke the fence. What we found was a buck deer had attempted to jump the fence got its leg caught in the top rail. Literally broken its leg so that it was hanging upside down and looked miserable. It was an awful moment but we knew there was nothing we could do. We called the police and I led everybody back across the field up the hill and finished the workout in the parking area.
Basically we did some partner planks where you jump across your partner’s feet and then we did Four Corners with diamond Dave burpees ankle grinders JLo’s and reverse crunches. We might have done some other stuff too but the horror of that deer has pretty much kept me from remembering anything. Finished the workout with COT and announcements– remember Turkey day convergence at AG 0700.
And as I was leaving I realized I needed to check on the dear. I did a u-turn and there was piggy he’d beat me to it. The police had said they wouldn’t come but they would send animal control in about an hour. Utilizing my F3 connections I was able to get a hold of the captain in the police department who said he would send somebody over and put the deer out of its misery. Yes this was an awfullthing to happen during a workout but we still finished and we still did the right thing to make sure that somebody humanely took care of the deer.
weird. Just flat out weird.
wow…
remember the day Rev shot that deer?