THE SCENE: The kind of morning where nobody signed up for Q
F3 WELCOME & DISCLAIMER No but he lack of Q could be read as a meditation on the meaning of the word “volition”
WARM-O-RAMA:
SSH x 30 IC. Rocky Balboas on the curb. Squats.
THA-THANG:
Let’s get it out of the way that nobody signed up for Q. Normally that might precipitate some real Headlocking, Iron Sharpening, or High-Impact soul searching, but for the Tuesday AM crowd it’s an opportunity. Gibbler’s always the fastest out of the gate, and he took the Q quicker than anybody else could. Considering his travel schedule, YHC estimates that he Qs at 83% of the mornings he posts. This morning, on the fly, he cooked up:
- An unholy pyramid of table rows, Irkins, and three other things I can’t remember and don’t want to remember
- Calf raises (Gotta keep those Legs Crabby)
- A boatload of Bulgarian squats, step ups (don’t judge, youngsters…your back will one day deteriorate like ours), and bicycle kicks. Imagine what kind of mind can think up this kind of torture on the spot.
YHC wanted to be Gibbler’s understudy so we invited Jack Webb to the party. We tried Ascending Testicles (probably not a repeat), and picked up the CMUs. Mixed in with some burpees and bernie, that took us home.
MARY:
Not when your timing is as good as Gibbler’s
COUNT-OFF & NAME-O-RAMA
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