I’ve always associated parking lots with a dang good time. Back in high school I enjoyed visiting various parking lots.  The Burger King parking lot at Sharon and Fairview was always a decent place to spend a Friday night in ’85.  Tailgating with friends in a parking lot on a cool October day is one of life’s great pleasures.  So with 4 AO’s converging on this Labor Day morning, I figured just hanging around in the parking lot would make for a fine, convivial time.  We could catch up… maybe do some mumble chattering… it’s good for the non-runners… stay close to the crapper… it would be great.

That was my good intention. 

But the road to hell is paved with good intentions, right?

All I asked was for the pax to stand in a circle and enjoy themselves. But apparently that was too much.  Indeed, there was much wailing and grinding of teeth.  There was kvetching, caterwauling, whining, sniveling, refusing, recusing, standing and grandstanding, conniving and even some malingering. 

Because I am a Q who cares, I was going to abandon the circlular chalk talk, but then, oddly enough, there was a rebellion against that too.  So we stayed in the circle.  Go figure.  The pax are a finicky bunch.

In any event, when it was all said and done, the pax had completed approximately 44 pain stations, a couple short little runs, and run all sweat pumps on “high output” mode.  Muscles were strengthened, cardio endurance was enhanced, and even the mobility was mobilized in a holistic fitness offering.

Frogger demonstrated his proclivities like a pro.

Counselor Gambini admitted exhibit A to prove that slam balls are more effective than toss balls.  He is also still wondering about the utility of the Cat or the Cow.

Toxic complained that we only ran one island.  I think he also complained about running two islands. Just Toxic toxic’ing.

Grantan emeritus Bagboy requested some mobility. What grantan wants, grantan gets. 

Schmick had to set 4 alarms to get up by 6 am.  Schmick has gone soft living the life in Bogota.

3 pax wisely chose to avoid the circle and just ran off into the gloom.

There’s a decent chance everyone at Force’s business will be subpoenaed next week. IYKYK

It was a good morning of working men celebrating working men.  Thanks for the effort! You all earned a Labor Day nap.  

Gnarly Goat sends.