When I signed up to Q at Mighty Jungle, I had no idea Toxic’s M would be hosting a party for him the night before, or that Shaken’s M would want to enlist our help to move mulch from one end of the campus to the other. I was certain numbers would be low as a result, but much to my delight 14 men gathered for a celebration of the MQ turning the big 5-0 (sorry, 4-10). Why it seems like just a few days ago he was only 17…
The plan was simple: four corners and exercises to 10 reps. The first round consisted of various COP exercises like Windmills, Cotton Pickers and Mountain Climbers. For the next round, we worked on Squats, Merkins and Groiners before putting them all together for either 10 Burpees or 10 Pull-Ups (or both if you were feeling spry for your age).
On the next circuit, we had 2 men hauling logs while the others ran ahead for AMRAP WWIIs, Monkey Humpers, Invisible Jump Ropes and more Burpees and Pull-ups. On the second haul, we went with Calf Raises, LBCs, Airborne Mindbenders, Burpees and Knee-ups. We switched out the logs for cinder blocks, then moved from corner to corner for High/Low/Full Curls, Chest Press & Danger Zones, Lawnmowers Right/Left, and 5 Blockees. With that the blocks went back.
By that point many of the quinquagenarians were complaining of soreness so we moseyed down to the school for some ad lib stretching. People’s Chair into Downward Dog into Wall Plank into Downward Dog into Pigeon into Downward Dog into Wall Plank into Downward Dog into Pigeon into Downward Dog into Forward Fold into Tiptoes with Jazz Hands. (Was that a run on sentence?) We added some Praying Mantis‘ and then moseyed back to the cars.
We got in some Suzanne Sommers and then we some of us did SSH x50 IC. The plan was to let Toxic take us out with Dot the I‘s which is what I did when he had the gall to call for 10 Burpees. That’s not how you get respect old man!
Following CoT, some of the men opined about coffee and were waylaid when Shaken mentioned that “volunteers” were needed to haul “10 wheel barrows” of mulch for the landscaping committee. I think there may have been some miscommunication as there was (smartly) no mention that the mulch had to be moved from the shed by the pull up bars to the Mary grotto by the roundabout. But never fear — F3 is all about male community leadership and the men came through with great aplomb, cheerfully transporting barrow after barrow (or trash cannister) wherever it was needed. When it was finished, I recommended that Shaken pen a 2nd OTB back blast to account for the double down.
Coffee at Defined was a solid ending to a grueling morning. I can’t think of a better way to celebrate the big 4-10. Well, other than a cold beer at the pool, but that’s coming up next.
DOUBLE AGENT’S EPIDERMIS (aka MOLESKIN)
- Let the record show that all 14 men were on time, including Titan and Knockout.
- Twister thought about running the Coyote, but knew I would appreciate seeing him at the Jungle again.
- Shaken posted and brought Thug and Jethro with him. We should do it again, but without the mulch!
- Shaken tried to EH Oyster, but with the wisdom that comes with age, he showed up during CoT instead.
- Titan’s dog Sky loves all men, but she prefers when you get your head down at her level where she can lick and straddle your face. Just ask Twister during Suzanne Sommers!
- The Force chose the Jungle over the Estate today which was a good thing as he was the only one wearing the official uniform of F3 — a black, branded tee.