After a flurry of late-night jockeying for Q position, 16 hard-chargers rallied and sallied out for a humid summer Fission-quest.  Thursday’s child did indeed have far to go, and here are just a few of the things that happened during the journey from Peppermint Street:

Blackbeard, Airstream and Titan mall-walked on a healing sojourn. 

Big Cheese leaped a sign and practiced his ABC’s and 1-2-3’s of Q’ing.  Good job.

Canuck stood fast holding his own dang rock.

Bijoux battled through some pain.

All hands enjoyed some cardio vascular conditioning, some strength training, and some mobility/core work. We laughed and worked and prayed for some serious intentions.  Coffee was consumed too.

At the end the pax were flummoxed by an aroma. Turns out it smelled like teen spirit, and this is a good summary of the morning:

With the lights out, it’s less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us

Nice work gents. 

Goat sends.