7 bootcampers plus 2 romantic walkers gathered on a lovely morning for 45MOM. Here’s what transpired:
COP after a mosey around the school.
DORA on the tennis courts: 100-HRMs, 200-Imperial Squat Walkers, 300-Flutter kicks
Suicides across the tennis courts
Ring of Fire: Plank around the monkey bars. Pax takes turns performing 5 pull ups while the rest are doing Mountain Climbers. 2nd round: Plank Jacks. Mosey back to the flag
COP: LBCs, American Hammers, Freddie Mercuries.
COT: Numberama, Namerama, YHC took us out.
NMS: The BB title is not a phallic joke, sorry Saab. After my recent accident in “the neck of the woods” around rural Connecticut in which I nearly “lost my head” literally and figuratively (@ Oyster) , an ER doc told me if the rope had struck my neck one inch lower then it would have crushed my larynx and I would have suffocated and died out in the woods. Which got me thinking about how many times a year (a month? A day?) we are one inch from death without realizing it. Every moment of life is a gift- live gratefully!
