
Nine wistful gentlemen emerged from the mist and assembled as early rays brightened the Tuckahoe shire. Polite conversation explored social norms of abrupt Q leadership transitions. Topics probed included timing of communication, channels, appropriate excuse disclosure, and how the situation presents an opportunity for the group to step up. The group settled on a hot potato approach with Handshake taking the first rotation promptly at 5:30am.
As the group – perfectly proportioned for triple checks – moseyed toward Lindsay they sensed a disturbance. Suddenly, out of the gloom emerged a raging machine guided seemingly by a man possessed. The nine kindly gentlemen scattered to and fro, somehow avoiding the devil’s chariot. Like a bat out of hell, the craft skimmed the earth as the driver ejected, smoothly tucking and rolling before the beast came to a full stop. Welcome Bodos, #10.
Handshake, nonplussed but still in command, doubled back to sound the all clear, collected the men, and willed peace back to the shire. While recalculating triple check numbers, he guided the group to the Brigadoon-like pocket park on West Drive Circle to begin the quest. According to the Tuckahoan dog walker, the following may have happened:
COP in the circle: SSH; DonQ’s; Imperial Walkers; Ukrainian Soldiers; Hand-release Merkins
Triple Check: P1: Squats; P2: WWII’s; P3: Run around Brigadoon. Switch.
Mosey back to the Tuckahoe blacktop
Handoff to Whitesnake who led a round of 7’s: Merkins; Bearcrawl; Burpees
Handoff to YHC for Ab-solution:
50 flutters
10 Share-The-Love incline sit-ups
Ab Recovery: 40-yard dash of Bearcrawls & Crabwalks
Dirty dozen: Flutters & LBC’s
Mosey to the wooden tree for 60-second sprint-in-place cooldown
Numerama, Namerama, Faceplant took us out.
Let’s keep our brothers in our thoughts and prayers, particularly Lab Rat and Saab+family.