Medium Effort, Brother

Medium Effort, Brother

QIC: Zima

Date: 4/24/26

PAX: Adobe, Rollback, Van Gogh, Head Hunter, Slow Pitch, Wahoo, Zima

Stupid Time Wasters.

SSHs, SSHs, Burpees, Michael Phelps, IST.

Beatdown.

Setup

6 cones (yes cones) in a straight line, each about 30 feet apart. One starting station and 5 exercise stations.

Workout

At Station 0, always perform 10 Perfect Burpees.

Rinse and repeat: Complete the same exercise at each cone until getting to the end. Go from Station 0 to Station 1 (50 reps), then back to 0. Go to Station 2 (40 reps), then back to 0. Go to Station 3 (30 reps), then back to 0. Continue until Station 5. Murder Bunny when going to a new station. Run back and forth to Station 0. When all stations have been completed, Rifle Carry the block back to the start.

Exercises

• KTG Lunges (single count)
• Plank Jack Curl Blockees ***
• WWIIIs

*** What a f***ing dumb idea!!! After finishing Station 1 with Blockees, the Q wisely Omaha’ed (under threat of actual bodily harm) and had the PAX start over with the next exercise.

Finished.

Today’s Q’s Random Musings:

• Dear reader, please forgive me. Much of the ever-so-valuable mumble chatter slipped my mind because unlike the other in-shape PAX, I was attempting to focus on my labored breathing rather than commit the MC to my fading memory. What follows is the best that I can remember.
• The team didn’t get very far into the weinke. 50+40+30+20+10 reps is a lot. We would have had to have IPC level math to complete it.
• There was much chatter about the absent site Q who was apparently riding in a golf cart wearing a weighted vest. Believe everything you read on the internet.
• Either due to senility or exhaustion, Van Gogh had no idea who he was in COT. He identified himself by the wrong name–and pretty much not the one you’d want to be confused for. Extreme hilarity ensued.
• As Zima pulled into the parking lot this morning, a sheriff’s car was waiting with the engine running and headlights blinding any incoming driver. As Zima cautiously parked his car, the sheriff … let’s just say he got the hell out of dodge. He wanted absolutely nothing to do with a random dude in a beat up mini pickup truck pulling into a rec center before 5:00 in the morning. Lots of questions went unanswered.
• The war between Zima and Van Gogh started early. Rollback attempted to mediate the situation, but he was about as useful as Switzerland. Since we were there to, you know, workout and already had to waste time with stuff that could have been done hours beforehand, Zima looked at the assembled veterans and decided to forego the mission statements and principles and get into the beatdown. In retaliation, VG decided to withdraw his participation, boycott the SSHs, and sit on his block. Well, I’m sure you can guess what the second time waster was … more SSHs. Which one of the pissy toddlers would relent first?
• The western side of Winston-Salem seems genuinely excited for the arrival of our new neighbor, Schlitz.
• Head Hunter did (born again) Head Hunter things and led the PAX most of the morning. Sure, he whined like everyone else, but I think he was only trying to fit in. I’m not sure the exercises slowed him down much at all. He might have been a little bored since there was no pre-Murph. He probably went home, put about 350 on the bar, and pumped out sets of 20 bench press reps just to wake himself up.
• Was it toxic machismo or stupidity that caused Slow Pitch to continue wearing the weight vest? Does he shower with it on too? On a completely unrelated topic, SP, have you finished the 50 Blockees yet?
• Even with the supposed extra weight that Slow Pitch was wearing, it took a ton of effort by YHC to stay barely ahead of him. There’s something wrong with that equation.
• Van Gogh had a LOT to say about Zima’s form today. Zima may have taken a small amount of exception to it. I’m not quite sure how he managed the time to critique other people and still pay attention to his own perfect form. Hmm. Those who live in glass houses, … oh nevermind.
• Is it annoying to anyone else that when Rollback is injured/hurt/less-than-optimal, he’s still way ahead of everyone else? I guess that’s the kind of shape that 50 million burpees a year will get you in.
• “Yes Rollback, we’re doing the same exercise again at this cone.” Either there was a worm eating his brain or he was attempting to be amusing. I haven’t figured out which.
• The PAX are all in on organizing the “Form Olympics”. Submit your applications to your F3 leadership. Don’t worry, a few of you already have automatic qualifiers. You’re all good.
• Because coincidence is a fickle mistress, the sprinklers at the AO were in full effect on the morning that Rubber Ducky was flapping his tailfeathers elsewhere. I hope he had his pants with him.
• The God of Thunder, err Van Gogh, threw a tantrum and smashed his cinder block. At least that’s how I remember it. Let’s just say that the block broke and karma is a bitch.
• The Q didn’t hear too many of Adobe’s thoughts on the workout, mostly because he didn’t appear to be struggling. I wonder if it’s because he 3D printed a plastic kettlebell. Or was it just a black balloon filled with helium? He threw that thing around a little too easily.
• And yes, Adobe. Block (or kettlebell swings) were actually on the beatdown list had we actually made it through even two full exercises. #OverAmbitiousQ #PoorPlanning
• Zima to a grumpy VG: “Who pissed in your Cheerios this morning?” VG, in response: “I didn’t have any Cheerios!! I’m hungry!!!” Then something something yada yada yada about Jimmy Johns or Jersey Mikes. Honestly, everyone stopped paying attention long before that.
• Let’s review Van Gogh’s morning: Cranky and grumpy. Didn’t eat any Cheerios. Might have eaten Jersey Mikes instead which had some problem with too many or not enough or completely missing peppers. Refused to do the time wasters. Broke his cinder block. Whined and suffered through an entire “medium effort” beatdown. At least the post-beatdown 2nd F (albeit too much about work) was productive and enlightening.
• Wahoo had one thing to say (repeatedly), and one thing only. And he’s probably still complaining about it (that goes for whenever you’re reading this backblast). He took extreme exception to Zima’s playlist … of which there was not one. He was like one of those pull string toys that gets stuck on a loop when the string snaps.
• THANK YOU to all of my friends for posting this morning (that was hard to type, Head Hunter).
• I’d be doing the readers a disservice if I didn’t add the PAX Slack conversation here:

Announcements:

• Head Hunter has The Distillery on Thursday. The theme will be drinking songs.
• Head Hunter is posting in Charleston on Saturday. Plunger, be on the lookout for him. He’ll be the one making everyone else look foolish.

Prayers:

• Drip, the pirate. Aaaarrrrgggghhhh.
• Huckleberry.

Zima out.