Four bros assembled in the morning mist to get after it. I was in a mellow Q mood after an aerator had its way with me yesterday, and the PAX abided, but with some welcome resistance. So with much mumble chatter and a dash of vinegar…
Helicopters OYO, Andy Dufresne, dead man hang, merkins, downward dog and cobra
20 swings, 20 goblet squats, 20 single leg deadlifts (10/leg), repeat 3x
10 WWIIIs, 50 single count American hammers, 75 calf raises, repeat 3x
20 upright rows, 20 skull crushers, biceps 21s, repeat 3x
20 overhead presses, 30 one arm rows (15/arm), repeat 3x
Time called. The old hundred is a hidden gem of an AO, a special place where calories, according to certain wearable tech devices, evaporate, despite a seemingly casual atmosphere. Don’t ever change old hundred. As someone totally unqualified to offer any opinion on exercise and fitness, I recommend mixing up your weekly regimen of boot camps with runs, rucks, kettlebells, and other unusual shit. Your body in ten years, maybe next week, will thank you for the variation.
Names and numbers. Hermey took us out. Prayers for Dumar’s dad who I understand is doing well, for brothers on IR, for Wildcat’s hip, and all things unspoken.
Until next time. It is always an honor to lead you.
