9 DaVillians started off the post holiday year the best possible way, hoisting iron and strengthening fellowship.
We did the Murph! Ran a mile around the perimeter of the school, then:
100 Goblet Squats 200 Lawnmowers 300 Halos
Run another mile.
Numberama, namerama, YHC took us out.
YHC was having great difficulty thinking of exercises last night, so texted Mudface, who responded with a barrage of possibilities. One of those was lumberjacks, and YHC thought “200 Lumberjacks, sounds great!” Yeah, not so much, those were quickly modified to lawnmowers. There was a lot of mumblechatter this morning, which only intensified when YHC gave Mudface a hard time for complaining (he wasn’t), but Mudface took this as a challenge, and proceeded to demonstrate to the PAX how it would sound if he did complain–10 minutes later we were all well educated! J/k, this led to a lot of back and forth, including memories of Mudface’s first Q involving broken cinderblocks, and Rounders recalling when he used to ruck around the neighborhood with a 30 pound pack, back before it was cool…. The PAX crushed the Murph, leaving YHC in their dust. Well done, gents!
As usual, I have No Idea what I’m doing.