THE SCENE: A fine day to be at the Asylum. Mid 60’s and fairly clear. Parking lot is starting to get messy with leaves though.
F3 WELCOME & DISCLAIMER
WARM-O-RAMA:
SSH x25 IC
Cherry Pickers x5 IC
Cobra Burpees x5 OYO
Tempo CDD x10 IC
Imperial Squat Walkers x15 IC
LBAC fwd x20, bwd x15 IC
Mountain Climbers x20 IC
THA-THANG:
Got some brand-spankin’-new CMUs today courtesy of Code Brown… Time to break them in a little.
Today we have a sort of reverse Dora. Partner up, one PAX does moving exercise while the other does specified reps of stationary exercise. Then switch.
After each PAX has done the exercise twice, advance to the next exercise.
10 Bus Drivers – Mosey with block
15 Blockees – Bear crawl with block
20 V-ups – Rifle Carry
25 Derkins – Weighted Duck Walk
30 Squats – Murder Bunnies
35 Curls – Twist Lunge
MARY:
Just enough time for American Hammers x20 IC
COUNT-OFF & NAME-O-RAMA
6 PAX today, no FNGs
CIRCLE OF TRUST/BOM:
Read the lyrics to Switchfoot’s song Where I Belong. This has been resonating with me for the last couple of days…
Feeling like a refugee
Like you don’t belong to me
The colors flash across the sky
This air feels strange to me
Feeling like a tragedy
I take a deep breath and close my eyes
One last time
One last time
Storms on the wasteland
Dark clouds on the plains again
We were born into the fight
But I’m not sentimental
This skin and bones is a rental
And no one makes it out alive
Until I die I’ll sing these songs
On the shores of Babylon
Still looking for a home
In a world where I belong
Where the weak are finally strong
Where the righteous right the wrongs
Still looking for a home
In a world where I belong
Feels like we’re just waiting, waiting
While are hearts are just breaking, breaking
Feels like we’ve been fighting against the tide
I wanna see the earth start shaking
I wanna see a generation
Finally waking up inside
Until I die I’ll sing these songs
On the shores of Babylon
Still looking for a home
In a world where I belong
Where the weak are finally strong
Where the righteous right the wrongs
Still looking for a home
In a world where I belong
A world where I belong
This body’s not my home
This world is not my own
But I still can hear the sound
Of my heart beating out
So let’s go boys, play it loud
And on that final day I die
I want to hold my head up high
I want to tell you that I tried
To live it like a song
And when I reach the other side
I want to look you in the eye
And know that I’ve arrived
In a world where I belong
In a world where I belong
In a world where I belong
Where I belong
Where I belong
Where I belong
Where I belong
ANNOUNCEMENTS:
Nov 7: convergence and 5 year celebration!