Atlee
A fiesty five posted to DaVille, greeted by a moon that would make you think it was Sunny and 70, but the temps let you know different. Phonics was even on time this morning, so we let him park in the front row of cars. Speaking of Phonics, since he had arrived, we knew it was time to get moving. Slaughter starter: 10 burpees, nice and slow. Parking lot tracers. COP: SSH, Hillbillies (by request), some wild combination of arm circles, Don Quixote’s. THANG: Burpee Boulevard: Starting at Atlee Station, run to the gate (3/4 miles, but who’s counting? Right,…