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Six stallions and a latecomer tackled Dogpile with unmatched enthusiasm, heart and style. The humidity was no match for the fervor and commitment of the group. COP: Mosey to the circle, complete a Murph, 50 burpees OYO. Just kidding. Actually, I’m not totally sure what happened. We definitely enjoyed some hearty fellowship, a significant distance of lunges, vintage frisbee game, touch a tree, time at the rusty cage, birthday jacks and a totally botched love hill excursion. The larger group saved an unsuspecting amphitheater yoga chick from 10 minutes of Wilson. Hitchhiker ran a long, long way. Numberama, Namerama, Announcements…