36° rain amplified the persuasive fart sack energy. Two warriors traveled deep into the helm of darkness to battle weakness and injustice. Soprano is on jury duty. If the glove don’t fit he must acquit.
we moseyed and threepeato’d a parking deck circuit. Squats in one deck, mosey to the next, merkins, leap frog to another deck, WW2s, mosey to the 4th deck rotating core/mobility of Qs choice. Ended up taking it to the movie theater to watch garbage lay on the ground which is about as entertaining as anything Hollywood’s produced in a decade. Got back to center to finish with burpees. With time to spare we mosey’d out and back for soprano to tell me about his Netflix series. I hope you find this Hollywood backblast to be adequate. I hope Soprano found the workout be adequate. I believe it was, certainly worth getting out of bed for it.
Prayers for the unspoken, for justice and grace. In Jesus name, Amen.
—Qbicle
side story. Sunday morning I snagged the Q at Berean & received a text a moment later from MQ Gnarly Goat telling me about a MmM convergence. He asked if I still wanted the Q. Like a coward I backed off, afraid I would Sad Clown the workout like I did Hollywood on the first of this year. Today I learned Soprano sad clowned Berean this week which is proof I let my fellow pax down being lazy and afraid. At least this morning that wasn’t the case, this morning is proof that it only takes two to tango.