Bellhop picked me up early for a light coupon ruck at 0445 and we made it back just in the nick of time. TBH, YHC wasn’t feeling so hot this a.m. – super long days at work this week, and then made the poor decision to try to stay up to watch Game 7 of World Series. But did my best to bring it, not only with a tough workout but also with Halloween puns galore.
With that in mind our warm-up included side shiver hops, Imp-eerie-al Walkers, Gives Me the Willies Mayes Hayes (h/t to Wreck It for that one) and a couple of sets of 5 boo-pees oyo for tardiness, and for so much mumblechatter during Willie Mayes that we lost count.
THING
We moseyed to the ATT entrance, where Bellhop and I had stashed our rucks and #40 sandbag. Gathered the coupons and made our way to pull-up bars.
It was actually Bellhop’s idea to make the ME a Robbie Miller WOD. YHC had toyed with the bananas idea of doing that as EC before today’s Q as prep for the HTL, but got no takers. Just as well.
We split into four groups for my attempt at a deconstructed version:
-One group knocks out pull-ups – 24 each in however many sets and spots it takes – hang or squat hold if finish early
-Another group does squat burpees – 24 – squat hold if finish early
-Another group does mountain climbers – 24IC – Plank hold til time to rotate
-Another group does ruck/sandbag get-ups – 24 – they were the timer, as those things suck
Audibled to make the last three groups do 48 mountain climbers so they weren’t just planking forever.
Pressed for time, members of one group dissolved then absorbed into the other three and we skipped mountain climbers, so every PAX got in 12 more pull-ups, burpees and get-ups
Mosey back for MARY
-Heels to Hell X 53 IC
-World War Is Hell Twos X 20SC
-Flutter Kicks X 31IC
-LBCs X 31IC
COT
-Prayers for One Direction’s grandmother who is battling dementia and for Hook’s friend who was pregnant with twins but recently lost one of the babies.
-YHC took us out
MOLESKIN
Not YHC’s finest effort – was kinda discombobulated. But PAX had my back, and lots of high spirits today. (Heh. Spirits.) Not every workout can be a home run, but all good when that 2nd F thing kicks in to save it. Happy Halloween, brothers. See you in the glooooooom! Mwahahahaha!