F3 Greenwood

Burpees are probably my least favorite exercise, so why not design a workout celebrating the suck? Chest, shoulders, core, legs: burpees are a turn-key, full-body workout plan for lazy Qs such as myself.

We began with 30 burpees at the pull up bars and ran the long Fury loop, stopping at various stations along the way (Jug’s Yield, intersection, Sunshine House, Dentist Office, Firehouse, Water Treatment, Junior, Murderer’s Row) and decreasing the burpee count by one.

30+29+28+…, expressed by the formula:

 sum_(k=1)^nk=1/2n(n+1)

In a perfect world, the arithmetic series, with n=30, would total 465 burpees. The slack-ass Q bringing up the 6 held back the crew, so we stopped at a nice, prime 17 about halfway down Murderer’s Row, bringing the total burpee count to 329. Abs performed at the bottom of Fury, Indian Run to the top, then abs in the parking lot to round it out.

ANNOUNCEMENTS – none mentioned

PRAYER REQUESTS- Pacer’s friend Steven Parker

PRAISE REPORTS- Alpo’s M’s 36th (or 37th?) birthday

NMM – Jeepers, what an awful idea. Short of the 465 goal, but 329 burpees is nothing to sneeze at. Especially considering it was pouring down rain when we got to the top of Junior. Insult to injury. Something about a workout in a downpour adding to the bad-assedness, though. Alpo shared an inspirational story/joke at the bottom of Junior to give us a much needed 10+ count. Some modifications for those afflicted with injury, but everyone made it through the work somehow, albeit more tired than a cat covering up s*** on a sidewalk.

Thanks to an awesome group of guys that humored me through a not-so-awesome workout.

Respectfully yours,

Inspector

 

 

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