FNG is Zare, who's far from an FNG. My 2.0, a beast of a 200 lb 20 year old who for years has been working to be stronger than his old man. He certainly is giving YHC a run for it lately. He can do circles around me on the pull-up bars, so YHC picked a location with no pull-up bars. I've still got him on the bench press, so we went pec-heavy among many other things on Wednesday in and around the DPK deck.
Warm-o-rama while other pax showed and selected their workout of choice. Some chose Stretch taking place on the 2nd floor, some joined the bootcamp as it flew around the AO. No one chose the FiA workout taking place on floor 1, and other than my 2.0, no one chose to join us for the KB beatdown (there were cinder blocks available.
Joke was on the pax, though, as not only was ours the BEST workout of the day (maybe week, maybe month, just sayin') but we also joined (from a distance) each of the workouts as we traversed the AO with our bells. Never used the bells when we joined the other 2 OTB workouts taking place though – because Monkey Humpers were the only logical choice at the time. Although at one point when Stretch was doing the awkward table, hip thrusts toward the sky (whatever those are called), Zare and YHC quickly jumped into pickle pounder mode at the same time. That HAD to be a sight!
Lotta lifting bells, lotta moving around, add some suicide/merkin combos going up the deck, end with a strong Mary. Sheesh. Somehow I think I kept up with the 2.0.
The Moleskine:
I will never say, "Well the good thing about this pandemic is…" because there isn't. No way. But there are what I would call "side effects" of it, and this is where I see God at work. He didn't "cause" or "allow" the pandemic. He created a world and blessed billions of imperfect humans with the opportunity to live in it and we humans tend to screw things up from time to time. Enter God. He works to guide us through our screw-ups and He loves us as we face challenge and pain. So I see His work when I am enjoying what once was an extremely rare dinner with the M and BOTH the 2.0 and 2.1 at the dinner table. I see His work when my 2.1 tells me he loves me EVERY day and sometimes more. I see His work with my 2.0 safely home from college and exercising with me, hanging by the grill with me. And He is hard at work giving my M (Native) the patience and Grace to deal with me during these trying times. She encourages me, she listens to me, she hugs me and supports me, and somehow lets me be me. No way could she do this without His help and love.
F this virus and all the pain, anxiety, disruption and hate that has come with it. But thank you, GOD, for being my shining light even through a completely unthinkable and indescribable time.