i’m late on this BB so the details are a little fuzzy…here goes nothing…
The pressure was on YHQ to make sure a significant PAX arrived in BFT to compete with whatever Madoff had thrown together at the last minute. With foul weather looming I awaited their arrival under the Island Proper awning. Almost all of the regulars had arrived when none other than Boss Tweed (previously threatening to jump ship to Rotary Park for the morning) rolls by us all and flashes an awfully cool wave as he continued down Front St towards Turner. This solicited an immediate discussion of revoking his BFT PAX card if he was able to conduct such a cold drive-by of his BFT Brethren. Then from around the corner, he steps…The Boss. Four lettered greetings were exchanged and a huge sigh of relief as he joined the group again. Sneaky move Boss, nice work.
onward to the Maritime Museum for….
20 SSH IC
20 Good Mornings IC
20 Imperial Walkers IC – we’ve got it now…
20 Cotton Pickers IC
Part 1: Rainsoaked BFT there is only one thing to do…Bunyon’s Awnings for some leg work.
Awning #1: 20 Copperhead Squats IC
Awning #2: 20 Copperhead Squats IC + 20 Alternating Lunges IC
Awning #3: 20 Copperhead Squats IC + 20 Alternating Lunges IC + 20 Step-ups IC
Moseyed to the bank formerly known as First Citizens.
Part 2: Coupon Cutting
7 Stations, 1 minute per station
25lb Plate WWI – Plank – 20lb Rucksack Overhead Press – 25lb Plank Dumbell Row – 30lb Rucksack Merkins – Dumbbell Tricep Ext – 25lb Plate Curls
Moseyed from Bank onto Middle Lane, to Craven St, to Front St, back to the Bank.
Moseyed from Bank onto Middle Lane, to Craven St, to Front St, to the boardwalk for…
30 LBCs IC
20ct Low Slow Flutter IC
20 Boss Tweed’s IC
Maybe some box cutters or possibly a little American Hammer…not exactly sure…
Dogtown took us out in true Dogtown fashion.
Sorry for the late BB fellas. It was a good workout. Thanks for the opportunity to lead and load up a bunch of heavy stuff and bring it to Front Street to play. Great to have Boss Tweed back from the infirmary. I’d hate to be the kid that left that hatch open. Until next time, gentlemen…Beaufort Rules.