32 hard-chargers sallied forth in perfect gloominess for a Q v. Q Final 4 saber-rattling, snot-woggling match-up between YHC (Gnarly Goat) and our favorite sub-standard fortified wine Two-buck Chuck. Here's what happened (more or less) at THE SWORD:
Front-leaning-rest for disclaimer by Goat. 10 x Americans
Mosey for a very quick CoP (20 xssh and 10 x windmill). Turn over to TBC
TBC Round 1:
YHC can't recall TBC's entire, painful offering, but it started with 10 pull-ups, and immediately went into a series of 6'ish sprints of about 100 yds each, with various pain stations at the end of each sprint. If YHC recalls properly, each sprint/pain represented an F3 LKN AO.
More parking lot pain followed with bear crawls along the parking spaces, stopping at each parking line to do 5 hand-release Americans. This one was a wager, with TBC threatening 10 burpees for all if he won, OR he would do a burpee for each person who beat him. TBC ended up with 4 burpees we believe.
Turn over to GG.
GG Round 1:
GG commenced his "commencement speech" with points-to-ponder" for new grads, old F3 pax, and everyone in between. Along with his speech, he dispensed some more pull-up bar fun. Each set of bar exercises had various plank-based pain between the bar action:
5 pull-ups
5 chin ups
5 commando ups
5 toes to bar
Mid Workout Mobility Moment
Back to TBC
TBC Round 2:
Break into teams of 5 for a sprint/pain relay race. Whole team into plank position:
Round 1: Sprint 40 yds, 10 jump-squats, run back.
Round 2: Sprint 40 yds, 10 cdd, run back
More painful stuff YHC cannot recall
Turn over to GG
Goat Round 2:
Re-commence the commencement address.
Re-engage with the Two-buck Chuck-inspired sprint/pain station concept. Sprint a leg. Do some pain. Sprint a leg. Do some pain.
Back to TBC to finish out with Mary.
Ye Olde Sword-skin:
Both Q's arrived with the same concept today: "Parking lot pain" involving sprints, pushing and pulling. It was a beat-down from two veteran Q's who were determined to deliver the Monday morning goods. n a close and questionable, 9th District-like contest that required at least one re-count and saw various ballots falling out of Turncoat's shorts, YHC carried the day. Was it was my rousing commencement address or simply sympathy votes for an old geezer? We will have to leave that for the political scientists to figure out.
Etch and Amen! These guys are clobbering pre-workout standards almost every morning. BZ gents and keep it up. I've heard through the grapevine that you are on the verge of inspiring Blackbeard to join you!
Meanwhile, Ramrod's patented knees-on-the-ground plank position is also inspiring to Blackbeard. Go figure.
The "mobility moments" are always conflicted situations. Qbert opined that he didn't think that the pretzel stretches were helping his biceps. Clearly he was doing the pretzel stretches incorrectly. Conversely, Toxic's smile during the pretzel stretch is from ear-to-ear.
Welcome to FNG-1 now known as "Risky Business". Keep wearing those sunglasses brother. You gotta be you.
Here are some statistics for Roadie: 3.125% of the pax were late today. The mean, median, mode and even the double-nought square of the mean sigma came out as the same number…and that number is Roadie.
Apparently Rocket went to a Polish college. Ivan Putski was duly impressed. They both got A's in their "Changing a Light Bulb 101" class.
Great morning of iron sharpening iron gents! Pax tibi.
Goat sends.