The bell rang and four … no, make that five … pax posted for the Monday gathering at Westhoe’s finest track complex.
Tabata sets:
- Stretching
- Squats
- L/R Lawnmowers
- Overhead Press / Triceps Press
- Dealer’s Choice / Wild Card
- 4 Minutes of Mary
Bodos was a late arrival. I don’t think he arrived directly from his Vermont retreat / sabbatical, but he had many stories of life in the land of compost toilets (apparently there’s no designation for compost toilets on PortaDash, but Hitch is working on an update as I write … ). It sounded like either an AirBnB rental scam, a throwback hippie commune or a deeply mediocre camping trip, but Bodos claims it was part of some furniture-making deal where you can get a 20-year-old table refinished for like 20 bucks. It’s like L.L. Bean letting you send your clothes back when you’re tired of them. New Englanders … amirite, TYA?
Applesauce was wearing a Cleveland Cavaliers shirt the morning after they blew out Detroit in Game 7, so good for The Land. He and Faceplant traded tips about taking kids to the pool at Ginter Park. (Apparently a lot less expensive than the initiation fee at CCV.)
Someone left a frisbee on the track and it got picked up and thrown around during the cooldown laps. Turns out Bodos played Ultimate in college; his throws have that perfect flat spin I’ve never been able to master. Vermont eco-retreats, furniture-making collectives, Ultimate mastery … all we needed was a hacky sack and a Phish concert would have broken out.