Nine HIMs arrived at the Old Hundred this morning to protest my Q decisions. Purple Pain, Merlot Splasher, Virginia’s Most Handsome Man, I have many sobriquets, and today I got to add Least Favorite Q.
SSHs, helicopters, dead man hang, cherry pickers, copperhead squats, merkins, LBCs, scrunchy frogs/epileptic seizures (lol)
Dora.
Runner to the clothing donation bin across the parking lot and back again.
100 swings, 200 squats, 300 calf raises
2nd Dora.
Same running route as the first Dora.
100 single leg deadlifts, 200 APDs, 300 plank pull throughs
Biceps 30s (they’re like 21s, but with 30), 20 lying skull crushers, repeat 3x
Lawnmower pulls to runout the final 30 seconds.
Names, numbers, announcements (check slack).
YHC took us out. Prayers for our leaders, for the citizenry of the USA, for Hermey’s wife who is having surgery this Thursday.
Nancy Lopez’s words of wisdom, “When you hear the PAX grumbling, you’re doing something right.” And grumble they did, providing today’s beatdown soundtrack. It sounded like weakness, heated by the combustion of calories, leaving the body and evaporating into the fall air, leaving the PAX purified and pristine.
Great to see Merman make a triumphant return! And we were joined today by Globetrotter, a new resident of the PAX stronghold of New Market, a recent transplant from Phoenix, and he’s in the “respect” club. Welcome back, and welcome.
It is always an honor to lead you guys. Until next time!