12 Days of Burnsmas

QIC: Burns

Date: 12.16.22

PAX: Undertow, Drip, Spicoli, Van Gogh, Lambchop, Post Hole, Root Canal, Hansel, Gretel, Burns (QIC)

A reprisal of last year’s 12 day’s of Christmas workout (seen here) was in order for the 9 pax who joined YHC in this morning’s beautiful, chilly, foggy downtown winter wonderland. Too bad we spent the whole thing in a parking deck.

WoR – SSH x15, Toy Soldiers x10, Copperhead Squats x10, Michael Phelps x10. Mosey to the parking deck.

YHC brought a nicely sized and decorated weinke that we slowly uncovered as the workout progressed. Each day of Christmas = the # of reps for each exercise. Go up the ladder, and as the song does, repeat all of the following days once you open a new one. I’ve attached a picture of the (covered) weinke so you can see what the pax were working with. I also drew a picture off to the right side to give the pax a hint as to what’s to come.

  • Day 1: (no pic) – One sprint to the end of the parking deck and back
  • Day 2: (wheelchair) – Two Lieutenant Dans
  • Day 3: (man doing a pullup) – Three pull-ups
  • Day 4: (Jack Skellington) – Four plank jacks w/alternating shoulder taps (dc)
  • Day 5: (diamond) – Five diamond mikes…a Mike Tyson w/a diamond merkin
  • Day 6: (storm trooper) – Six storm squatters (sc)
  • Day 7: (spider) – Seven spider merkins
  • Day 8: (tornado) – Eight heels to heaven w/a twist
  • Day 9: (cow) – Nine calf raises
  • Day 10: (middle finger) – Ten hurpees
  • Day 11: (hammer) – Eleven American hammers
  • Day 12: (speed skater) – Twelve Bonnie Blairs

NMM

Yes, I know, the wheelchair looks like a penis.

Seven repeat offenders from last year’s iteration. The only newbies were the Brothers Grimm & Van Gogh. Calls were made for this to be a tradition.

Speaking of Hansel & Gretel, those two just show up and get it done. No frills.

Lambchop was talkative, as usual

Spicoli was out in front most of the morning despite missing the first two days of Burnsmas

Drip looks like the new knee is treating him pretty well…always cheerful but now doubly spry.

Undertow gets the Emmy for Best Live Performance after convincing more than half of us that he ran into the chain link cage separating the levels of the parking deck

Root Canal took drafting off the guy in front of you to a new level.

Van Gogh, fresh off a trip to the DR, looked no worse for the wear.

When we got to the 10th day I asked the present pax who among us would be most accurately represented by a “finger of fellowship” (thank you for the euphemism, RC) – and a resounding chorus of “ZIMA!” was the initial response. I asked them to reconsider, and they realized that I was referencing Huck & his Hurpees – but I still thought it prudent to make note of that first collective inclination.

I meant to say in CoT before I got in my feels a little bit that there seemed to be a whole lot more complaining last year, so either yall are just used to my shit by this point or we’ve all gotten stronger/faster/better and need to take it up another notch.

Annoucements – upcoming convergences: 12/24 @ alcatraz, 12/31 & 1/7 @ impossible situation. Spicoli has Launchpad Monday, and there will be no GreeNest this weekend.

CoT

Prayers requested for a young lady in the ER last night, for RC’s buddy Roger who needs to make it through the weekend to get to a quadruple bypass surgery, and for new and soon-to-be fathers. YHC shared that I’ve been battling the will-power monster recently, and am ever more thankful for the F3 brothers I have that will keep showing up to work out with one another gloom in and gloom out.

Post Hole, the keys are on Santa’s sleigh. Look for them under your tree next Sunday.