Since the weatherman forecasted NO rain this morning, it was indeed raining as the PAX began to gather. As is our custom here at the Shipyard, we made our way in the dark down the stairs over to the Shovel Flag. But oh, what’s this…NO SHOVEL FLAG!! Where could it be the PAX ask?! That’s right, Uncle Jessie, who happens to be FARTSACKING right now, still has it. Mr. Bean has agreed to make it his personal mission to, re-CAPTURE THE FLAG! Thank you Mr Bean! Once we all accept the fact that Old Glory will NOT be with us this morning we make the best circle we can around YHC and the improvement begins.
DISCLAIMER
Warm-o-Rama:
SSH x 25 IC
Imperial Walkers x 25 IC
Copperhead Squats x 15 IC
Don Quixote x 15 IC
Merkins x 10 IC
Pax then counted off by 2s. Since there was an odd number of brave souls here this morning, YHC is left all alone. But that’s okay. Pax # 1 grabbed a coupon and we all made our way to the goal line. At each corner of the goal line and on each side of the 50 yard line stood a cone. Forming a 210 yard “square” that became the Pax time for “rest” as he sprinted around them. The workout went like this:
THE THANG
Pax 1 stays on the goal line and begins the cumalative counting workout. Between the 2 partners they reached the set numeric objective. While 1 pax worked the other ran around the cones until back to partner and he then started his sprint around the cones. The workouts, all with a coupon, were:
50 Man-Makers
100 Cinder Block Merkins
150 Overhead Arm Press
200 Block Rows
250 Block Curls
300 Block Bench Presses
This pretty much took all our time. As each team finished they joined to help another complete theirs.
However, because we have such a dedicated group of F3 men they allowed YHC to pull one more trick. The TUNNEL OF LOVE. Two teams one with 8 PAX the other 9, racing, tunneling, to the 50 yard line and sprint back. The winner to gloat in his glory. The race began. The PAX (including YHC) have NO ability to keep the tunnel straight. Maybe because it was dark, maybe because we simply had no more oxygen getting to the brain… for whatever reason, we almost turned the tunnel 90 degrees. Fortunately, at least for us, Flossy was aware enough to pull us back straight. AND, after all knees were bloody, elbows are shot, and time is WAY gone (10 minutes over), there on the 20 yard line, we call it and make our back to the Shovel Flag, err..wait it’s not there, that’s right, Uncle Jessie who is MIA has it. Pax once again circle around YHC for closing remarks.
Count-o- rama
Name-o-rama
Announcements/Prayer requests
YHC challenged, from John 10:10 the words of Christ, to live abundantly. Through HIM, by HIM, and for HIS glory does this happen.
BOM: Prayer