Boardwalk and YHC arrived on time and kicked off a warmerama accompanied by solid conversation about the majesty of the Highland’s sunrise, casting new rosy colors across the distant mountain ridge, a testament to God’s creation. We kept the HR up with a run down to the bottom lands, variable exercises and movements back to the top, where C30 met us – seems the fartsack had momentarily got the better of him. The PAX took on 11’s with 2-count ball dippers and merkins, with a run across the soccer field between reps. We then hit up the covered cement pad for 6 minutes of Mary, which is next to Tiny TRex’s house, and his dog’s barking got him out of bed to join us. Mosey around the buildings, variable movement exercises along the way, then another down&back on the unpaved hill road where we met up with Mountain Oyster out for a morning run – his assumption was if you miss the start time, you shouldn’t come – this misunderstanding was corrected and he joined us for the final 10 minutes of beatdown glory.
COT: Numbers x5, Namerama, Boardwalk closed us out with prayer.
NMS: The idea of being punctual does not particularly exist in the Highlands. So the hard start of 6am, even for the ex-pat missionaries seems to be a challenging concept. Also, the fartsack seems to have some extra power here. Had a great workout regardless, was happy to welcome more members as they turned up in their own time, and was really awed with the beauty of the dawn over distant misty mountains this morning. God is so good. Thanks for your prayers brothers – even with so much heartache in the hospital there is a wealth of rich experience to be embraced – and I am drinking deeply. ~DTH
