First of all, a huge thanks to all those who showed to the #theGeneral today. What an awesome experience to have so many PAX I adore come to work out with me. And next, let me immediately apologize for my health. The last 3 weeks have been an up and down affair for YHC. After completing The Horseshoe Tuesday, I thought I was good to go for Q at The General. I was wrong. I struggled from the outset. The PAX showed me enormous grace and keep the spirit lively. YHC ultimately shit the bed at 6, did an early name’o’rama, and left. I apologize.
Huge shout out to the PAX, Shaken especially, for picking up the slack and leading the men to the finish. YHC went home, showered, scheduled a minute clinic appointment, and slept until 3 p.m.
That said, what a gift. These men… these men who wake up when, as my partner describes it, “is still late night, not early morning” showed in wet, cold, and blustery conditions… ready to work out and celebrate a wonderful time of the year. The celebration of Christ’s birth.
The workout YHC led will be forgotten soon enough. But not these men. YHC is honored to lead you when able, to be among you when called, and to follow when needed.
Thank you, all of F3. Love ya. Merry Christmas.
And… yah… we did pigeon… and it was glorious.
p.s. I owe “Coach” a full Freddy Mercury exercise in 2023.