Only 9 men were brave enough to run through the thick humidity to start their weekend early
– Dandelion was sweating by mile 0.1 and could barely hold his arms up from his own beatdown the day before
– Boucher was out front again not wanting to inhale any fumes from YHC
– Dr. Doolitle is burning the candle from both ends at work
– Gecko is drawing-up a weight loss plan for me to counter my usual winter weight gain
– Crabby is still dealing with many of my supply chain issues
– Strudel didn't even hit 1 porta jon that I know of
– ShakeWeight PR'd at least one segment
– Rudolph enjoyed my fumes all morning and dreamed of shoes that emitted air freshner with every stride
– I have spoken
SKIPPER