Winston Wakes You Up

QIC: Zima

Date: 3/6/20

PAX: Mutton (WD), Drip, Lambchop (WB), BAM (self-proclaimed ‘Flesh Anchor’), Fokker, Post Hole, Cheesesteak, Zima (Q all week)

Winston Wakes You Up.  Either that’s the new Channel 11 News Morning Show or the #Assaulters want to talk to Allen Joines about a new slogan for the city.  It’s got to be annoying living by the railroad tracks when a train rolls through before 6 am each morning, right?

 

WARM-O-RAMA.

SSH, Michael Phelps, Abes, Hillbillies

 

BEATDOWN.

Head over to the coal pit.  The idea was to go from station to station and complete all of the exercises 10 times.  After the 5th station, run back to the first station and repeat the circuit until time runs out.

 

Station 1           Pullups
Station 2 Hand Release Mike Tysons
180° Burpees
Crunches
WMDs
Station 3 Superman Burpees
Knee Tuck Jumps
Carolina Dry Docks
Pickle Pounders
Station 4 Lieutenant Dans
Spider Merkins
Mountain Climbers
Box Cutters
Station 5 Star Jump Burpees
Imperial Stormtroopers
Ranger Merkins
Hells to Heaven

 

The PAX were instructed to stick together for the first lap, but then were released to fly on their own for the remaining laps.  However, even though BAM self-titled himself the ‘Flesh Anchor’, it would be more accurate to proclaim that there were 8 Flesh Anchors because the group chose to remain as a single, cohesive unit throughout the entirety of today’s proceedings.  #IronSharpensIron. It could have been due to the spectacular camaraderie or because we needed safety in numbers when passing by F45. Don’t mess with those Millennial girls in Yoga pants who are in a rush to grab a Grass Fed Soy Medium Large Mocha Latte Grande (as you can see, I’ve never ever ordered coffee from Starbucks).  They’ll cut a bitch. 

 

MARY.

Crunchy Frog x 15 IC
Low Dollies x 23 IC

 

FINISHED.

 

RANDOM THOUGHTS.

This workout was recycled from a WIB that YHC led previously, but over at Calvary.  Although yesterday’s WIBbers correctly guessed that YHC would redo this workout, YHC would not confirm that nugget of information with them at the time.  Cautiously, not a single one of them showed up for today’s beatdown. They avoided it like COVID-19.

Only one customer this morning (other than the Q) was a repeat offender from the last iteration of the workout, but he failed to remember doing it.  Either that is due to his advanced age (hint: he was this morning’s War Daddy) or more likely, he wisely buried it deep in the recesses of his memory.

Do I really have to type this in every backblast for each workout that Cheesesteak attends?  Does he have a hearing problem? Or maybe he doesn’t have a firm grasp on the English language?  Has he not extensively studied the F3 Exicon?  JUST WHAT THE HELL EXERCISE IS HE DOING NOW?  Although whatever weird-ass contortion or exercise that he puts his body through, he does it with perfect form.  “Cheesesteak, he knows nothing else other than perfect form.”

Most of the mumble chatter was drowned out by the passing freight train.  Sorry Post Hole. I saw your lips moving, but I just couldn’t hear all of those nice words you were saying to me.

Can we all agree to stick to the F3 Lexicon definition of ‘Flesh Anchor’ rather than whatever potty-mouthed terms were coming out of Lambchop?

Fokker wants to know why I hate my shoulders so much.  Good question. I’ll get back to you on that.

Is it better to do the called exercise – hard as it may be – with slightly less-than-perfect form or do a completely different exercise with closer-to-perfect form?  See Cheesesteak for a healthy debate.

Lambchop went all John Nash on us by calculating how many exercises we accomplished station-by-station.  However, we did not quite reach his threshold for Merkins and certainly couldn’t compete with any of Mutton’s Burpee-xtravaganzas.

Cheesesteak’s Gas Group tried a new breakfast place today, Grill-Ville.  If you had shown up, I’m sure he would have bought you breakfast, or maybe at least covered the tip.

This is not meant to be a detrimental statement in any way.  I just feel it needs to be noted somewhere in print to prove he’s human.  But this morning, I actually saw Sir Drip struggle with a Merkin. The purveyor of Merkins himself, finally showed he is capable of physical hardship.  Either that or he was putting on a highly convincing theatrical performance to make the rest of us feel better. Maybe he can take over-acting lessons from Beverly (just kidding).

 

ANNOUNCEMENTS.

Day 5 of #ZimaWeek2020 continues on Saturday with the Convergence and an EC Run.

Convergence tomorrow (Saturday) at Jamison Park at 7am.

Multiple options for EC runs before the Convergence.  4ish mile run launches at 6am. 7 mile version might launch at 5:45am.

Lunch Bunch at 11:45 today at Putters.

Jar Jar and Fokker are in a band, The Pharaoh Sisters.  They are playing at Gas Hill on March 26.  Buy tickets here.  F3 discount????

 

PRAYERS.

Homeless shelters.

Overflow shelters.

 

Fokker took us out with such grace that it’s almost like he’s done it before.

 

Cheesesteak, I left the keys inside of the F45 gym.  You’ll have to pay $163 to go get them though.

 

Zima out.

1 Comment

  • BAM
    March 6, 2020 5:17 pm

    Whatever “Beautiful Mind” lambchop tried to come up with #’s of merkins and burpees, for YHC there is a distinct difference in the # called and the # executed.

    Pax almost got to say they did pullups under a passing train, but the Q made us go the long way around to the tracks, so we missed our chance. Typical.

    “Good stuff” with a fine bunch of #HIM, glad I got my increasingly fleshy anchor out of fartsack to post.

    Pax also realized the some of the noises emanating from various bodies would not be welcome at F45, nor would the term #FleshAnchor, so none of decided to join them.

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