THE SCENE: Humid. Sweaty.
F3 WELCOME & DISCLAIMER Charmin is a lawyer, so I’m sure we’re covered
WARM-O-RAMA:
SSH, Old Man Windmills, Peter Parker Merkins, BACs, OHCs, reverse until arms fall off
THA-THANG:
First of all, it was Charmin, Hands, and YHC, and between the three of us, we had delivered a combined 11 babies in the preceding 24 hours. So we probably deserve some kind of F3 award for that.
But even heroes need to work out. Thursday morning and a small crew means it’s time to mosey, so we did. Down to the pier, where we did some abs (although with Charmin, you can’t shred what’s already shredded) and ran some laps.
Took the fragrant route down to the sewage plant, and up to the lower parking lot where Knoxville’s Finest apparently decided to reposition some CMUs underneath the neglect-o-matic. We thought we might as well use them, so Curls, Presses, Squats, Hands’ Signature Shrug (™), Rows, and more curls while we watched a beautiful sunrise. Plus some more running.
Last mosey up to the AO and just enough time for a fast trip up mini cardiac with 2 burpees to top it off.
MARY:
Pro tip, if you time things right, you can avoid Mary.
COUNT-OFF & NAME-O-RAMA
An ace obstetrician and two regular guys
CIRCLE OF TRUST/BOM:
Insert the WORD here.
MOLESKIN:
From Brother Lawrence, a cook who knew a thing or two about work, worship, and a life well lived:
We can do little things for God; I turn the cake that is frying on the pan for love of Him, and that done, if there is nothing else to call me, I prostrate myself in worship before Him, who has given me grace to work; afterwards I rise happier than a king. It is enough for me to pick up but a straw from the ground for the love of God.
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