AO: Dial Up

When: 10/06/2020

PAX:

Number of Pax: 1

Pax Names: Hass,

Number of FNGS: 0

FNG Names:

QIC: Hass


With the thought of posting for the other guy and in hopes of keeping Dial Up alive, I drug myself out of bed at 5:21am. (What other beatdown could you do this with, am I right!?)

Happy with myself that I beat the Fartsack I logged into zoom, but to my dismay it was only me that showed up for the Dial Up beat down. With G-Eazy x Bebe Rexha’s Me, Myself, and I playing in my head, I kept the zoom connection active in hope that someone else might join me. (WHOO, ITS JUST ME, MYSELF, AND I. SOLO RIGHT UNTIL I DIE, CAUSE I, GOT ME FOR LIFE).  Finding myself as the impromptu Q I thought why not try out the 5 Below Exercise Die I picked up a few months back. For the next 20 min I looked like a goof ball trying to play catch with myself. Turns out the Die of destruction isn’t that bad ( Seriously one side of it is “Water Break”.  Then again maybe the manufacturer of said die had a strong grasp on the importance of hydration then I do). So I upped the rep count a few times and added some weight. (Easy?! That is unless the stupid thing lands on walking lunges 3 times in a row. If I was in Vegas I would have been a Baller. Or is that spelled “Balla”).  For the 10 min. after that I decided to do a few ruck style exercises with weight plates and sandbags. (You know, things I actually somewhat enjoy).  For the last 15 minutes I decided to go for a run.  Okay, okay, who am I kidding. It was more like a walk with intermittent jogging.

I returned to the safety of my garage at 6:16, grabbed my phone (Zoom Device) and finished it out with a COT.  It was the most life changing and soul baring COT I’ve ever had the pleasure to be in. Seeing as it was the COT though, I cant go into to detail here. You just had to be there. (JK as the kids say. It was just me talking to myself. I did say a nice prayer though).

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