Satan’s Hill (Quad Killing Edition)

As I watched Tua hand the game to Buffalo, I pondered what today’s beatdown should be. Help Matlock run 8 miles? Break out the cornhole boards? YHC landed somewhere in-between…however waking up and recovering from yesterday’s IPC, my quads were feeling the pain. Too bad, the show must go on!

12 HIMs began to mosey, then Hermey showed up in a SmartCar and we took off for an indian run to a cul-de-sac hidden in darkness so we could admire the stars. Quick count showed 12 HIMs made it, so Nancy and Mudslide launched a Saving Private Hermey rescue mission while we warmed up.

Indian run BTTF

Triple Check #1
P1 – Run up the hill with a sandbag
P2 – burpees
P3 – J-Lo’s

Triple Check #2
P1 – Run from pool to top of hill and back
P2 – hold the resistance band
P3 – run shuttles L C R called out by P2
Kudos to those who bear crawled this

Quick mosey around the parking lot to kill 20 seconds so Nancy wouldn’t be disappointed in me.

Announcements – Convergence Saturday, CSAUP Friday, Daddy Daughter Dance, TBD Chili Cookoff, Athletic Gear for Kenya (See Nancy’s post on Slack)

Stretch those quads!

FNG – Oops
John D. (Dunningham, Dunnington!?) is Wildcat’s neighbor and came out for the first of many F3 posts today! Glad to have you out there. He has lived in Midlothian for 15+ years but is new to New Market and will soon find out what type of riff-raff he has surrounded himself with. He is a lawyer and Matlock immediately went in for the bromance. I assume John D. spends most of his day sending harassing/dad-tone emails about coin appraisals…but I digress. Searching for ideas, we asked about first concert and the PAX got excited to learn that in the second grade he went to see Britney Spears. Great options were thrown out, but as a John who is an Eagles fan, one rose above the rest.

Welcome, Oops!