Fury – 3/12/24

Well, ya see, the Q done gone and bailed on us again for the workout last minute. So, reckon I had to step up to the plate and lead the darn thing once more. Three other fellas decided to mosey on down and join in for their workout fix. We kicked things off with our usual warmup routine, then made our way over to the block pile where we aimed to spend the rest of our time.

Now, I figured we’d tackle the Tellier WOD, but I threw in a little twist. Every dang exercise that’s normally in that workout got swapped out for somethin’ involving them blocks. Burpees turned into man-makers, pushups became block merkins, lunges had us totin’ them blocks, sit-ups got fancied up to BDE big boys, and squats were transformed into goblet squats.

Well, let me tell ya, that there workout was as welcome as a skunk at a picnic! It sucked harder than a tornado in a trailer park, I’ll tell ya what. It was like tryin’ to wrestle a greased pig in a mud pit, ain’t no denyin’ that. Had us sweatin’ more than a sinner in church, that’s for darn sure. It was like tryin’ to milk a bull – messy, pointless, and downright ridiculous! But hey, we survived it, and that’s more than I can say for my dignity!

I sure do thank them folks who made it out, and I’m plumb excited to hang out with ’em in the gloom again. But right now, I gotta go tend to some colorin’ business…

-Crayola