8 hard-chargers sallied forth on a deceptively humid Saturday to bungle at the jungle, and that's alright by me. Here's all the news that's fit to print about this fitness extravaganza:
- Front leaning rest for muster, instruction and inspection.
- CoP (ssh's, windmills, IST's, toy soldiers, etc etc)
- John "Ihop" Powers IHOPS for 50 m each leg.
- Cack-a-lack-a Choo Choo Express to the bar district
- Bar crawl (5 pull-up, 5 chin-ups, 5 commando-ups, 5 toe jams) x 2 then 10 pull-ups dealer's choice for a total of 50 (wink to Jorel).
- Mosey to the back wall for Ronald "tear down this wall" Reagan 11's as requested by Silent Bob (squats/LBC's)
- Mid-workout mobility moment (crowd pleaser)
- Mosey to the block pile area. Grab a block. Commence "death by 10 m" aka "Last rites"
- Also a whole bunch of Americans every 5 mins
- Fin
Ye olde Jungleskin:
- Crocs ran 77 miles BEFORE this workout even began. His legs were tired but his mouth was not, as he brought level 11 mumblechatter as always.
- Carpetbagger ran a nice calorie deficit today. Right up until 0820 hrs when he shoveled down 9000 calories of McD's goodness.
- Silent Bob is on an attendance roll. He needs to get an account here.
- The pax opined that the humidity was deceptive this morning. It felt cool at 0645, but rapidly felt hot. It's never too hot for Camelback to wear a long-sleeve shirt.
- Crocs opined that YHC's merkins are questionable since it appeared YHC only goes down until the shirt hits the ground. The problem is that YHC's shirts are are 5XL, so they are hitting the ground at all times.
- There appeared to be a mutiny during the last rites. Only 37.5% of the pax were still double-timing by the end.
Nice work this morning men. As Silent Bob and I discussed during coffeeteria, there's no way you get a workout like that by yourself. Iron sharpens Iron.
Goat sends.