Intro: The Jones. Tuesday. Picture it, if you will.
Weather: Unseasonably Warm!
Disclaimer: Given Anyway!
COP: (Called by Luigi, YHC has noticed this fellow has been very steady at the Jones and is ready to take the next steps into Q’ing. Gotta get this fellow to Q school!)
SSH x 15
Imperial Walkers x 15
TTT x 10
Box Cutters x 20
Football Pass Indigenous Peoples Run: Don’t Drop the Football! Burpees-a-five will be the punishment.
Block Pile: Overhead Presses and Incline-Blerkin 11’s. TKO did this as the warmup last week at the ditch. It sucked. It sucked again today too. Started off nice and easy, about half way through the burning begins.
Bring your block to the sideline and prepare for fun with a sandbag Dora run.
91 KettleBells with Block – Partner Runs to other sideline and back with sandbag on shoulder.
123 Block Dammits – Partner Runs to other sideline and back with sandbag on shoulder. So many dammits!
43 Blockies – Partner Runs to other sideline and back with sandbag on shoulder.
The numeric progression was just me being a jerk. Nothing more.
Final Station: Railroad Tie Run. Line up with Partners on sideline, Partner runs out 5 paces, next PAX runs and leaps over planking pax and planks 5 paces farther down. Repeat till you get to the other end. Reverse course and do it again back to the original starting line. Lots of sucky planking. A little danger. A little Tom Foolery from Hebejebe who elected to plank one step past Lotta Love in an effort to force YHC to leap over both of them. “What the hell!?” but I didn’t play along. Two dainty leaps to spoil the fun.
LBAC, Flutter Kicks, Freddie Mercuries, X’s and O’s. Called by Luigi.
Pledge/Prayer/Devo: Holidays can be a stressful time in many homes, for emotional and economical reasons. Every marriage has pain points, and for YHC and his M, conversations about budgeting where often a source of stress. We learned that we had developed a pattern of communicating, then diverging away after a while, then repeating the cycle again. Consistency and communication is the only way to change the pattern. We had to learn to be consistent, to keep it from reaching these regular boiling points that would happen once or twice a year.