Party in the Parking Lot

August 1, 2018

WHEN: 08/01/2018
QIC: Chum
PAX: Minecraft, Columbo, Chum

No witty preamble.  Just greetings, salutations, fist bumps, and then time to get to it.

 

Warm-Up

  • SSH
  • Imperial Walkers
  • Slow Merkins
  • Pax Choice

 

Main Event

Run down Salisbury Street to the parking lot at Main Street Station.

 

Three varying sets of Elevenses:

  1. Dips & Derkins on the benches. 10 Derkins and 1 Dip; then 9 Derkins and 2 Dips; so on and so forth, down to 1 Derkin and 10 Dips, combined count always totaling eleventeen.

 

  1. Burpees and Animal Movements. 10 Burpees and Animal Crawl (Bear, Crab, Gorilla, Gator, etc.) 1 parking space; then 9 Burpees and Animal Crawl 2 spaces; so on and so forth, combined count always totaling eleventeen.

 

  1. Merkins and Suicides. 10 Merkins, then Suicide (i.e., down and back) 1 space; 9 Merkins then sprint down 2 spaces and sprint back to start.  So on and so forth, down to 1 Merkin and 10 spaces; combined count always totaling eleventeen.

 

Run back to Page Vernon Park.

 

Mary: Following exercises in cadence (x11 each), back-to-back-to-back:

  • LBCs
  • Flutterkicks
  • Heels to Heaven
  • Hello Dolly
  • Hammers
  • Ring of Fire, 6” Leg Hold, 11 count each.

 

Announcements:

  • Coco Farewell tonight at He’s Not Here. Bonus points for those who can actually drink the warm, stale beer at the bottom of his Blue Cup.
  • The Mustang (Chatham’s newest AO) kicks off this Friday, 0530 at Pollard Middle School. Zook has the Q, so ensure that you GYST beforehand.
  • Q Sheet has some holes. Sign up. (https://f3churham.move-marketing.net/workouts/  Scroll down to Chatham County Workouts, find The Earl, and click on the link under the Q column to pull up the sign-up sheet).  You won’t regret it.

 

COT/BOM:

Find the good.  Create the good.  Be good.

 

Moleskin

After YHC’s debacle at The Thicket on Monday (to wit: hand-to-hand combat with a phalanx of f-ing fire ants), I’m happy to report that there were no ants encountered during today’s festivities.   The dang rooster kept his yap shut, too.