For my 34th birthday, my wife got it in her head that I needed some new workout gear, which ended up being a pink unicorn shirt (with BB title text emblazoned across the chest) and some samurai head-wraps. Stage set.

The workout was unapologetically derivative of IPC wk4 and virtually leg free. The music was unmercifully loud and screamy. Ladies and gentlemen, ‘The Unicorn’ was born:

WARM UP – 25 SSH IC / 25 MC IC / 25 cut-the-grasses IC

Choice of two exercise combinations to accumulate prescribed quantity:

100 – burpees and/or thrusters

200 – tricep extensions and/or OH presses

300 – merkins and/or chest presses

400 curls and/or bent over rows

500 flutter kicks and/or American hammers

Everyone made it to the curls/BOR round but no further. Time was called at two-till to get in 50 American hammers OYO.

Announcements – Talon every Saturday from now on, featuring a bootcamp AND 2.0 workout

Prayer Requests – Polly’s surgery on Wednesday

NMM

Terrapin’s coupons were stolen so SouthernBelle came in with the clutch coupon stash. Some smack-talkin’ mumblechatter about unicorns, teen heartthrob hair flips, Capt’n Morgan, The Last Samurai, and more. Tickle policed form. SouthernBelle probably didn’t shower today. Beast-mode runs in the Weyer family. Encinoman’s daughter calls unicorns acorns. Adorbs.

High reps with the new coups will put lead in your pencil and writin’ on your mind. Without a warmup and with a full hour, we probably could’ve finished.

An all-around fun time with some better-than-average gentlemen.

Respectfully yours,

Inspector

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