The pax are slowly but surely returning to the gloom as they recover from the F3Isotope “paxdemic”. YHC himself came off the 7-day disabled list to administer a firm but polite rendition of PAINinsula at THE FINEST AO in all of Isotopia.
We convened under the happy halogens for some tub thumping and fist bumping before Cally adjourned himself for a make-up ‘shoe, while the rest of us lit out for some ‘Merican Mobility Mania.
The normally chippy pax seemed verbally stymied by YHC’s perplexing politeness. Not knowing what else to do, they simply complied as we flitted and scurried about the place.
We mosey’d over to the Dutchman for some activity,
then to the quad,
then to the colonnade,
then to ‘shoe incline,
then to the firehouse rocks,
and finally back to the launch.
Along the way, we all enjoyed a nice combination of cardio, mobility and strength, while ensuring that we achieved at least 200 ‘Mericans, although several counters held us going past that number.
Kingsman continues to clobber it.
Moby showed for the horseshoe.
Coffeeteria included discussions of homeward bound college students, golf trips disguised as running relays, ski patrol nerd stuff, podium finishes by chicked dudes, etc. All-in-all it was an outing we can hang our hats on.
Everyone work through the crud and get back into the gloom quickly.
Gnarl E. Goat sends.