18 PAX. Upper 40s. Clear sky. Dark. No plan. The men slowly emerged from their cars. No plan. A circle formed. No plan. YHC asked for the time, and it was given. Still no plan. A few minutes later, it was time to run. Guess what. Nope. None.
WARM UP
Jog across the former war zone to the parking lot in front of the bakery, circle up for SSH, Good Mornings, Hillbillies, and Merkins.
THE THANG
Jog to the TOCRP off Harrison and get yourself a bigg’un. Next, mosey to the “other” church lot to avoid the early morning crack deals in the lot closest to TOCRP. Line up for 11s. 10 Burpees on one end, 1 double-count Triceps Extension on the other end. GO! When finished, Rock Curls until everyone is finished, with a 10-count once everyone was together. Return the rocks to their stony home.
Jog to Fidelity, find a box. We then did an ascending number of reps of Dips, Irkens, and Box Jumps, starting with 10 of each and working our way down to 2 reps of each. Some PAX thought we’d finish with one rep, but that’s nonsense, so we did 10 more of each. A set of one-legged squats was thrown in the middle for a little leg burn. It was nice.
Jog back to the church, with a Billy Run back to the parking lot. Circle up for:
MARY
We had, like, eight minutes left for Mary, so we did a bunch. From what I remember, we did Dying Cockroaches, Side Oblique crunches, American Hammers, Hey there Dolly (definitely on the naughty list this year), Boat/Canoe (or Canoe/Boat….or was is Coat/Banoe? Either way, Billy don’t care where you put your hands. Deal with it.), and maybe one or two more.
COT
- Count-o-rama: 18
- Name-o-rama: Still 18 – 4 RESPECTs, 14 mehs
- Announcements: Good showing at 3rd F – be on the lookout for more opportunities for 3rd F in the near future. CARPEx Christmas Party – Mellow Mushroom off Cary Parkway on Dec. 15 at 6:30, M’s welcome. Toy Drive is on-going. Bring unwrapped toys to any and all AOs
- Prayers: McCants M and family. Blessings requested for 3rd F
NMS
- When in doubt, call out one exercise and then do something else. It’ll throw off the PAX and they won’t notice that you don’t have a plan.
- Y’all couldn’t tell, could you.
- Man, I still got it!
- Although, I’m fairly certain I DID call 11s, even though I was accused of calling 7s.
- Wilbur is ready to Q. It’s time for that man to sign up.
- That right, W. You call me out, I call you out. That’s how this thang works!
- To be fair, I don’t really know what I said. I lost a lot of blood and was feeling quite woozy at that point.
- This dry NC air is terrible for my sinuses. Hey, if anyone sees drops of blood littered throughout downtown Cary…don’t worry. That was just me.
- Or one of the crack deals went sideways. Yeah, it was me or that. No worries.
- At some point in the middle of 11s, my smallish sized rock was stolen and replaced by something a little more…um…gigantic. The double-count Triceps extensions got tiring quickly.
- It was Sky Blue. Guess I had that one coming.
- For the second time in as many days, a concerned PAX has mentioned that I seem to get WAAAAY more crap than just about anyone else. I was surprised that they were surprised by that.
- I would like to point out that I have been a younger brother all my life. I know how to provoke this sort of hate. It gives me joy to irk my elders. I go into giggle-fits when I think of how I might be able to irritate the living hell outta Riptide the next time I see his sassy little self. I practice this stuff in the mirror.
- Which brings me to a good point: Is sassy not the single most perfect word to describe our friend Riptide? I mean, it’s legitimately perfect.
- If you disagree I will fight you later.
- Yo…I really dislike Q’ing without a watch. It threw me off my improv game today.
- I should probably do more work when I’m at work.
- Ma Bell…if you’re reading this…next time you’re stranded at the airport, gimme a call. I live like 8 minutes from RDU and woulda been happy to laugh at you over the phone before you had to order an Uber. Dufus.
See you in the gloom!
Callahan
