I know, TL;DR. You can skip this part if you want. I need to tell my story. YHC claims April 15th as somewhat of an anniversary. It was 2 years ago on this date that I got a wake up call. I was suffering from what I now know of as Sad Clown Syndrome. I had fallen into the familiar routine of most men in their 40's. This day was different. I had been feeling worse than usual, and had been to see the Dr., and on this day I got my results. For the first time a doctor really scared me. He scared me enough to start to care about my fitness. It was a terrible day, but it had to happen. I needed that push. I immediately joined a gym, and went 4-5 times per week. I started losing weight, and feeling better. But it didn't last. After a year of riding on the treadmill, and losing 40 pounds, I couldn't stand to go anymore. So I quit. The pounds started coming back. Quickly. Twenty pounds. I didn't know what to do. Rent-a-cop started talking to me about F3, and I agreed to give it a try. This was June '16. What an eye opening experience this has been. Now 9 months later, I can't imagine what I would have done if not for that conversation with RAC. That 20 pounds is long gone. I have now exiled 45 pounds total. I've been the Q at many workouts. Never would have pictured that. I've participated in my first Spartan Race, and looking forward to number 2. Ran farther and faster than I would have ever believed I could. And, I think, I look better naked. Haha. Take my word for it. Sorry for the wordy all about me manifesto. Thank you F3 Pax for pushing me to be a better husband, father, and friend. Now, about the workout.
Warmarama
Most of the Pax arrived in plenty of time for a preworkout stretch, and a short Mosey to our new Flag to recite the Pledge with Lear. Now that everyone had arrived we headed off for a couple laps around Bristol with high knees, and butt kickers. Circle up for SSH, WM, IST, and Merkins all IC.
The Thang
A short run to next parking lot, and we Dan Taylor'd our way to the farthest parking lot. We immediately went into the Preachers Chair to give our legs a bit of rest. Haha. The next chore for today was a round of get down the hill/quadriphillia up, 10 swing crunches, 20 dips, and 30 squats (sorry legs). Repeato. Threepeato.
Away we went to the stairs. Two rounds of bear crawl up/stairs down, and then a trip to the rock pile. I instructed the Pax to find an uncomfortable rock, and let everyone know the longer it took to find your rock, the more likely it was to find an angry snake. #snakecity
Two rounds each of 10 reps IC of curls, skull crushers, chest presses, and bench presses. With a shift to the left after each round.
We put our rocks away, and I tried to sneak in 30 burpees to cover my 30 day challenge for the day. The Pax was… uninterested. We got through 10, then took a lap around the track. Back up the steps for 10 more burpees, Mountain Climbers, Peter Parkers, and Parker Peters.
Mary
20 LBC IC, the W, WWIIs, Freddie Mercurys.
NMM
Great to see 3 FNGs today. We welcomed Finger-licking-good's father Pressure Point.
Best comment of the day, "It's like open mic night here today without Manhands" Allthough irreplaceable, the Pax was doing their best to hold your spot.
3 ruckers rucked, and 2 runners runned. Ruckers racked, runners ran?
Great to see Brushless and Crack not letting their injuries keep them down.