An ensemble cast of 23 hard-charging leading men sallied forth in peak humid gloom. In fact, we maximized the horribleness by seeking the most-humid, least breezy place in all of LKN… the Hollywood parking caverns. There we endured things such as:
A disclaimer and a CoP
A mosey and some exercises. Maybe bear crawls and praying mantis?
A mosey and some exercises. Maybe lunge walks and SSH x 50?
A mosey and some exericses. Maybe some cack-a-lack-a-choo-choo?
A mosey and some exericses. I forget… monkeyhumpers maybe?
A mosey to the rock pile.
Rock Webbs up to 6:24 then back down.
A mosey back to launch pad. Mobility.
Fin.
MOLESKIN:
Happy RESPECT birthday to the trickiest man we know Hat Trick! Those 50 ssh's were for you brother. Keep on truckin!
Welcome back to some Hollywood Kotters (Wonderbread, Cavity, Samsonite, Bob Ross)
Deep Dish's "do" is beyond cute and is now downright sexy.
Jersey Boy threw his gloves down.
Rock Webbs are always a crowd pleaser. Many pax endured Omega's rock. Thanks for that Omega.
Calls for the choo choo brough out some un-knowing looks. You're welcome for bringing back that oldie-but-goodie.
BZ to Cousin Eddie for somehow compiling the pax list for this backblast.
Amen has the Q next week. I predict J-Lo's.
Prayers up for all the spoken and unspoken intentions.
'Twas a good morning men. Close to 300 'mericans. A bunch of steps on the moseys. Aye.
Gnarly Goat sends.