We were visited with a little bit of inconsequential mist and no one complained.

Jersey Boy set the tone as he arrived and parked within inches of WaffleHouse’s pristine vehicle despite the availability of over 100 empty parking spots.

We assumed he knows his car better than we did so we permitted him to continue to work out with us.

We did two mini Horshoes despite the Q’s lack of knowledge that other pax were doing similar at an unnamed Isotope workout.

1^st set in lot hear softball fields; Merkins, WWII sit-ups and Apollo Ono’s

2^nd set was near the tennis courts – Curls, Skull crushers and Squats.

We proceeded with an off-site jog through the nearby apt complex, completely silent, of course.

We ambled back with plenty of core work en route.

Our COT consisted of dialogue as to why some disasters get more news coverage than others and to try and support in whatever way possible those being impacted in Turkey and NW Syria.

We had 100% cofferteria participation where we uncovered just exactly what Jersey Boy does for a living.