The Village next door was quiet—until 7 HIMs laced up and ran it awake. We circled up, knocked out a light jog and stretch, and then went straight to work.
The Thang:
- Run through the wood to the village to get the blood moving.
- Merkin Madness – regular, wides, and diamonds.
- Core Crusher – freddies, hammers, leg lifts, flutters. HIMs groaned, but we kept the rhythm.
- Another Run into the Shoulder Tear Series – arm lifts, low lifts, apple pickers.
- Run + Baby Satan Hill – sprints that left no man questioning why the hill got its name over at the village.
- More mountain climbers and side-straddle hops, sprinkled with more running.
- Closed strong with burpees, another run, and—you guessed it—more burpees.
Mumble Chatter: Even Cpt Kirk admitted it had been a minute since he’d taken a beatdown like that. He kept stressing he couldn’t disclose his profession… oh snap—do we have a spook in the PAX? 👀
COT: Grateful for the early morning iron sharpening iron. The Village won’t forget who woke it up today.