Return of the Jedi…

YHC was experiencing a motivational deficit as he pulled into the AO this morning.  It has been a long week including 6 postings and 4 Q’s. The only two days YHC didn’t Q, Laettner and Holiday Mansion laid down some serious beatings on us. It didn’t help matters any that my plan of the day was null and void because the entire AO was soaking wet.  Grass, parking lot, tennis courts, basketball courts, trails, playgrounds…everything.

My hopes that the only HC, purplerain, would succumb to my offers of free breakfast instead of a workout were dashed as I saw that Cheech had posted as well.  I knew it was time to get my A*& in gear as the jedi returned, pulling into the parking lot in his green Ford land speeder.  If CouchPotato can ignore doctor’s orders and risk losing an eye to post, YHC had better come up with something good, and fast.

We started off with a rolling WARMARAMA including box drills, toy soldiers, high knees, short mosey, SSH’s, and imperial walkers. (So far, so good and my mood improves as the endorphins began to kick in.)

After a short mosey we started the THANG by circling up for a round of bat wings, each exercise of 25 reps IC done in succession without rest. Morrocan Night Clubs, Cheech Slap Fights, Seal Claps, Overhead Claps, Air Presses. (Feeling happier as our combined misery turns to jokes and laughs)

Short Mosey to the back parking lot behind the gym for three rounds of leg work, each exercise of 10 reps IC done in succession without rest. Rocky Balboas, Copperhead Squats, Monkey Humpers, Lunges.

Short Mosey to the South wall of Walgreens for three rounds of wall work, each exercise of 10 reps IC done in succession without rest.  Peoples chair, Australian Mountain Climbers, calf raises. Couch Potato picked a spot in the light so that if his eye popped out while he was upside down it would be easy to find.  (Now, we’re rolling and feeling good that I can still do this crap at my age)

Short Mosey across the street to the adjacent shopping center with a triangle shaped parking lot. We would complete one exercise in each corner of the triangle.  We completed three rounds the following exercises: Round 1 – Monkey Humpers, Squats, Lunges. Round 2 – Plank Jacks, Mountain Climbers, Peter Parkers. Round 3-LBC’s, Seal Jacks, Freddy Mercs. (A quick check of my watch tells me that time is flying and, holy crap, I’m having fun!)

To finish up the THANG, we moseyed all the way back to the other side of the park, through the Black Forest to the pull up bars where we each did 5 partner assisted pull ups then headed back to the flag for some MARY. Mary consisted of LBC’s, X-Files, and Bird Man Crunches to a hard stop.

Announcements: Sparkles on Q at FOD tomorrow. Praise: Purplerain making it through the workout without blowing mud, PAX coming together to support the Coasties. Prayer requests: Navy’s father in law, another brother’s M in her battle with the big “C”, safe travels for Couch Potato’s 2.0 and Sasson as they head to New Zealand for training, Sasson in his quest for a West Point appointment. Purplerain took us out with heartfelt words of thanks and praise.

I provided the ongoing commentary in the parenthetical to illustrate one of the greatest parts of F3 for me. Purplerain called it accountability in his prayer during the COT. Whatever it is, whatever you call it, it is awesome. I showed up with a terrible attitude and in a foul mood. I would have easily traded the workout for a Bojangles biscuit and coffee.  But knowing that my friends had shown up at zero dark thirty expecting a workout pushed me to start. By the end of the 45 minutes, because of you guys,  I was having fun and my whole attitude towards the day had changed.  Thank you to all my brothers for giving me this same gift day in and day out.

Navy, Out.

SYITG