5 PAX joined YHC under pleasant cool conditions at Berean for a 5:15 launch. A longer loop around the village ended at the main green in front of the stage. To be less predictable, YHC started the warm-a-rama with mountain climbers, and Parker Peters instead of the usual SSH’s.

PAX were slightly distracted by a woman moving the cones in front of the BUX just to get a premium parking spot. Apparently her name is Karen and she was in a hurry to pickup her PSL mobile order.

PAX hit a circuit at the incline adjacent to the pond. A descending ladder of burpees was performed at the bottom (10,8,6,4,2) and ascending ladder of WWII’s at the top (2,4,6,8,10)

At the start of the circuit, Strom pulled YHC aside and whispered a very cryptic message that was something like this: “I have to meet a man to shoot a horse”.  A few seconds later, he asked where we were going next and that he was heading back to SBUX. For a brief moment YHC thought he was going back to deal with the Karen we saw earlier, but later found out he was alerting us about a much needed bio break. 

PAX would hit our favorite planter boxes for incline and decline merkins, split squats and step ups. YHC instructed another exercise which improves balance but apparently Airstream had questions about how it was to be performed. 

we hit some quadraphelia up the parking deck and took the long way around back to the start and ended with mobility and MARY.

soprano setting a fine example of picking up the 6 during our hill circuit after nearly lapping everyone-strong brother!

Discussion over coffee revealed that what Strom actually said earlier was “Got to go talk to a man about a horse”, which is essentially saying he needed to be excused for a bathroom break. Q harassment was dealt out by Macbeth, Soprano and Strom for not picking up on social queues.  

great seeing Tumbleweed back at it after lots of summer travel!

always enjoy chatter with Airstream about the ‘Skins and their preseason victory over the Pats!

Grateful to be with a super group of men to kick of the work week!

Humbly in Christ,

Possum