Backblast: Poison Ivey 11.4.2020

The post election hangover was still looming large in the gloom this early am. As PAX descended upon the gather, everyone was talking about something important regarding blue/red or different strategies of Risk, or maybe it was Catan (only Dean would’ve been able to decipher most of what was said). The usually stoic, poised, calm QIC did not care what was being discussed, the interuption was loud (unlike the instructions later) and we moseyed to the upper lot for WOR:

  • Goof Balls
  • Helicopters
  • Plank Jacks
  • Sun God’s
  • Seam Rippers

The thang consited of a not so neatly drawn out course of exercises. PAX were led, quietly, through the instruction. There were random markings on the pavement in certain spaces throughout the upper parking lot with exercises. PAX were to follow a 15-10-5-10-15 rep pattern. No PAX completed this routine. The exercises were:

  • Lt. Dan’s
  • Burpees
  • Apollo Ono’s
  • Bear Crawl
  • Squats
  • Dips
  • Derkins
  • Irkins

Some PAX traveled together, some alone. Some got dusted, while others crop dusted themselves. Fun was had by all, or so it seemed. Definitely a good distraction from all that was going on.

To Crawdaddy’s glee, Omaha was called just before his favorite exercise. We headed to the lower lot for Mary:

  • Cindy’s both sides
  • Reverse LBC’s
  • Hammers

During count-o-rama there was a loud commotion of police sirens nearby and what sounded like an awful wreck. All PAX in attendance saw the need of both Broadside and Hook’em to respond and not be spectators. We cleared the way and they sped off. T-claps men!

PAX in attendance – Broadside, Hook’em, Tent City, Gilmore, Crankbait, Lucky Charms, Epstein, Shear Conn, Fudd, Crawdaddy, Sludge, Madoff, and YHC.

Prayers for our country and leaders, for our police, for Mulligan, Wham-o, Sludge’s mom, Mulligan’s brother, Crankbait’s friend with recently discovered cancer – has three kids.

Always an honor to lead this group of men.