WARMUP:
A proper mosey, around the AO to loosen up joints, wake up brains, with some SSH, Weed Pickers, Hill Billy’s and prepare the PAX for what would become a public display of questionable basketball ability.

THE THANG:
🏀 Round 1: Dora the Explorer (Basketball Edition)

PAX partnered up. One dribbled laps around the court while the other worked through:

100 BBS

200 Squats

300 Flutter Kicks

Hopper quickly realized that cardiovascular endurance does not translate to ball-handling skill. Consider this a much-needed fundamentals clinic.

🏀 Round 2: Defense Wins Championships

PAX zig-zagged the court in defensive slides, finishing each length with 25 star jumps.
Casualties occurred when Mattress King was taken out by a rogue kid’s notebook—proving once again that the most dangerous hazards are the ones you don’t see coming. He recovered and rejoined the PAX for the next segment.

🏀 Round 3: Free Throw of Accountability

PAX stepped to the line:

Miss = Burpasides (5 burpees)

Make = Burpasides (1 burpee… because justice)

After many attempts and growing despair, Cap Gun stood alone as the only PAX capable of making a free throw. The rest of the group logged significant burpee volume while questioning past life choices.

An injured Misty circled the court, offering moral support and enjoying every missed shot far more than he probably should have.

MARY: Merkins, Kinda

ANNOUNCEMENTS: BAHBABAB, 575, Ton Trot.

COT: Cold air, sore legs, laughs all around, and a reminder that basketball skill fades faster than fitness. Strong showing by the PAX, solid beatdown by the Q, and plenty of material for future trash talk.

Praise for Agnus’s Neurology findings, Prayers for parenting pax. If I forgot some He knows and is working.