Looked on the F3 Isotope calender and noticed Greyhound was set to Q MMM again. He has been a busy.  I asked him to give me the reigns and he gladly abliged.

Warm temps. No rain.  Arrived at 520 and once again…solo.  Slowly but surely, some pax arrived and together,  we were 5 strong.

#Disclaimer

Warm O Rama

All exercises in cadence unless noted.

SSHx10

ISTx10

Carrot puller x10

Windmill x10

Joggy jog one lap

The Thang

Climbing the ladder

Squat x10

Bent over row x10

Upright row x10

Right arm shoulder press x10

Left arm shoulder press x10

Skull crushers

Repeato climbing the ladder to the top with 15 reps and to 20 IC reps.

Mix in joggy jog at top. Arm circles ICx5 fkrward and backwards. Huggers and shakes.

Ladder #2

15 KB Swings OYO

Christian McCalf Raises x10

Lawn Mowers Right Arm x10

Lawn Mowers Left Arm x10

Curls x10

Chest Press x10

American Hammer x10

Repeato with all reps increasing to 15 and 20IC except KB Swings

Joggy Jog

Recover Recover

If anything…this is what to read!

TClaps to those who showed up and embraces the suck of an old school Olive workout.  Moby mentioned there may be fear among the Pax. Apparently true. Appreciate all the hars work, huffing and puffing and effor to keep moving forward. Thats how winning is done! 

Yesterday,  we went to Church as Michael embarks on his Confirmation year. We brought his workbook to Mass and he paid attention to the message.

That message…we must suffer to have redemption like Christ did.

I had worse things planned but audibled. This was suffering enough…although I thought.

Today…a regular day.  Easy day at work scheduled. Gonna be good and start the week off right Qing and laying off the wine.

Then, my world was rocked again!

Already, we have gone through the worst trauma possible. Today, that fear and helplessness reared its ugly head again.

Last night, we got a warning that threats were being circulated. Today, get a notification Michael’s school was on lockdown. I saw our kids were being evacuated but just for precautionary reasons.
Then, following the police social media, I learn that the kids are not only being evacuated, but bussed off campus. WTH!
I was working from home and soon as able, made my way to the supposed drop off. Michael never answered his phone (was told to leave everything behind).

Sat in the pouring rain. Waited in an old warehouse where we were dry but hot and smelled like an old farm. There was a parent who got into a wreck at the intersection. There was a diabetic emergency in the building.

Hours later, the M and I were able to hug our son after he and his classmates were bussed over.
Michael shared that the principal,and officers with rifles and AKs, escorted them out. 😶

PSA. Parents! Wake the fuck up and act like a parent. Know what your kid is watching, what your kids are listening to, and know who your kids are associating with. And take ownership yourselves. Your kids (2.0s) are a reflection of YOU!

BE BETTER!

Thankful we get to hold our son tonight. Give your kids and extra hug tonight!

I pray this crap stops! 🙏🙏🙏

Thankful to the Cornelius Police Department and their tremendous response.

God bless all our first responders! 🙏🙏🙏

THANKFUL FOR MY F3 BROTHERS.  AND ESPECIALLY THANKFUL FOR GREYHOUND, WHO HAS BEEN MY WHETSTONE AS OF LATE!

LIVE LIFE. OWN EVERY SECOND. NEVER TAKE LIFE FOR GRANTED!

HUMBLY YOURS,

OLIVE