AO: Paragon

When: 02/25/2020


Number of Pax: 10

Pax Names: Garfield, Good Hands, Grey Poupon, Grylls, Red Hat, Tebow, The Professor, Tinder, Westside, Woody,

Number of FNGS: 0

FNG Names:

QIC: Westside

The BackBlast:


YHC brought out the very first Cricket Q that I had the pleasure to experience. With some additions, of course!


Mosey up the hill to the 2nd, well hidden, dumpster near the loading dock at Sequoyah East. Circled up for:

15x SSH

10x Weed Pickers

10x Imperial Walkers

10x Toy Soliders

OYO Sun Gods (frontwards and backwards)

OYO Michael Phelps

The Thang:

Some of my fondest memories from some of the OG’s are the Board of Pain (thanks Babyface) and the Walls of Jericho (thanks Cricket). So, a while back I combined these two hellish beatdowns and created the Board of Jericho. The goal was simple, work your way through the Board of Pain and after completing 2 exercises the PAX would take a lap around the school. The complete board is as follows:

START: Run a lap

50 Burpees
50 Squats
Run a lap

50 Merkins
50 LBCs
Run a lap

50 Carolina Dry Docks
50 Shoulder Presses
Run a lap

50 Makhtar N’Diayes
50 American Hammers
Run a lap

50 Hello Dollys
50 Burpees

FINISH: Run a lap

The most high-speed PAX finished the whole board just in time to pick up the 6. Once they swept everyone up, YHC called it and we moseyed back to the flag just as 0615 rolled around.


Name-o-rama, praises, and prayers

Prayers for Tinder and the new puppy and Dr. Thunder’s M

Naked Man Moleskin:

This morning was definitely a good one. The mosey around the school was a bit dodgy at first with the slick mud and low hanging tree limbs. This was only made more interesting as bus drivers showed up for work and concerned parents started dropping kids of for lacrosse practice. Seeing Garfield running around your car in the gloom must not have been the most comforting sight. At least he didn’t ditch us mid beatdown to take a dump behind the dumpster. That would have been awkward.

During the COT cars kept rolling in and the would slow down just to see what the hell was going on. We all talked as if nothing was amiss and enjoyed the fine cinnamon brew. The Professor was trying to find the best approach from his crushed Styrofoam cup that somehow still held coffee.

Tinder and I watched painfully as 2 girls late for practice struggled to find the entrance to the field. Instead of going to the other side of the gate, which was wide freaking open, they decided to pull on the chains and yell for the coach that they were locked out. God help the next generation. Garfield regaled us with hilarious stories of the gym and then we all packed it up and headed our separate ways.

I wouldn’t trade mornings like that for anything in the world. It was a pleasure to be there with you men this morning. Already looking forward to next time. SYITG!

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