Four brave souls assailed the soaking environs of Hobgood Park and endured what the malicious QIC had orchestrated for them.
The quartet moseyed from the flag to halfway around the softball fields, and the following unpleasantness transpired:
SSH x 20
Imperial Walker x 10
Weed picker x 5
Sungods – oyo
Michael Phelps – oyo
THANG 1: the merkin mile
Starting at one of the four entrances to the fields, the group ran two laps around the fields (approximately one mile), stopping each time at each of the four gates and performing 25 push-ups. 200 push-ups and a mile in less than 10 minutes. In steady rain. That was especially stupid. Remarkably, none of the PAXs revolted. Though there was significant hostile mumblechatter. Which was well deserved. Undaunted, the four completed the first portion of the beatdown , refrained from dismembering the QIC, and remained resolute in their desire for further unpleasantness. Which brings us to…
THANG 2: perfectly timed tabata
As the four began to regain feeling in their shoulders and triceps, they moseyed to the pavilion at the center of the ball fields, where they discovered a reprieve from the mother nature’s saturating. But additional physical comfort.
Utilizing a tabata timer, the group performed one minute of each of the following exercises in order, followed by a 20 second test between each.
The group did two sets of the 12-exercise HIIT workout, with a two-minute rest between sets.
The completion of the final exercise left the group with the perfect amount of time to mosey to the flag.
Start on time, end on time.
WT combined with Those Who Decline To Run for COT. There may or may not have been a sixth man. There was a prayer at the end. Then there was coffee.