Intro: The rains tried to ruin our plans by flooding YHC’s original route. Luckily we adapt and modify as needed.
Warm-o-Rama: Light stretching OYO while observing the wacky-waving- inflatable arm flailing tube man on the WaHo roof.
The Thang: No Gekko? Guess he fartsacked? Run down Sixes Road; pick up G-String (overachiever of the day), go down a hill, up a hill, down again, and up again. Is that Gekko?! Scratch him from the fartsack shame list. Then do the run all again in reverse. Lastly try to contain Waffle Cone’s excitement as we approached the WaHo parking lot
COT: Lucky Charms was the 6th man and we had a short prayer for the HIMs in the COT… I’ll be honest my brain was a little fried from lack of oxygen. It’s okay, 2nd F always follows at the Redline. Coffee, convos, hash-browns and sweaty, smelly HIMs. Apologies to the waitstaff.