Tip Toe at Tectonic

Intro: The last two times YHC Q’ed at Tectonic, the “stay off my grass”, “you damn kids”, grumpy-ass neighbor attempted to reprimand YHC for being too loud. There is just enough smart-ass in YHC to risk poking the bear again. 11 PAX would embark on a clandestine mission behind enemy lines (right behind Mr. Sunshine’s house), and live to tell about it. Here’s the catch. YHC had a sound meter measuring the decibel level throughout the workout. Normal conversation rings in at 60dB. If the PAX exceeded 60dB at any point, the team would do a burpee.

Warmup: arm circles, shoulder taps, Ring of Fire: merkins, squats, monkey humpers, dive bombers.

Thang: In a 2×2 formation, YHC whispered the command to double-time. Once we reached the enemy’s territory, we circled-up for the first exercise, quietly. After each exercise, the PAX moseyed to the next intersection, deeper into the enemy’s area of operation, and further away from the extraction point – double-time tip toeing all the way.

The exercises were (as best as YHC can remember):

merkins IC x10 (a couple burpees)

Bobby Hurleys x20 (resulting in multiple burpees)

WW1 situps x35

side crunches IC x20 each side

calf raises IC x60 (a Maj D burp earned the PAX an appropriate burpee)

8-count body builders x10ish (multiple burpees)

Double-time back to the flag for extraction.

Mary: No time for Mary.

Pledge, Announcements, Prayer Requests:

BOM:

Devo: “The quiet words of the wise are more to be heeded than the shouts of a ruler of fools.” Ecc 9:17

Moleskin:  Thanks for playing along, men. Focusing on the sound meter made it easy to forget that we were doing work.