Apparently the dreaded BBQ scares away even the HC’s… YHC made the mistake of announcing the BallBoy Q (affectionately, BBQ) on the Slack channel. This garnered a whopping 3 HC’s, one of whom backed out almost immediately and another whom we’ll assume had an alarm failure. Even the ideal weather couldn’t overcome the dread of the BBQ and the Hooch managed just 8 PAX, a meager number for such a nice mid-week morning. However the 8 brave souls who showed proved their mettle and made up for the no-shows…
First a mosey to the warm-up spot next to the bakery that may never be… ah, C’est la Vie!
15x SSH 10x Moroccan Night Clubs 10x Windmills 10x Weed Pickers 10x Tempo Merkins
We then moseyed on over to the church firepit for some Elevens on the wall.
With the legs warmed up a bit we returned to the church parking lot for alternating Bear Crawls and Lunges between islands. A good combo if the theme of the day was ‘Legs of Jell-o’… as would prove to be the case.
The PAX then moseyed to the bottom of ‘Chapel Hill’ (the name my Tarheel blood prefers for it) to set up for some B.O.M.B.S.
Partner 1 would Bernie Sanders up the hill and around the path back to the start while Partner 2 did the exercises to total the following:
50 Burpees 100 Overhead Claps 150 Merkins 200 Big Boy Situps 250 Squats
YHC can now confirm that in fact Bernies officially SUCK after Burpees, not to mention after Squats. YHC saw (and did) a lot of backwards walking up that hill after those reps but we got stronger for it.
Running short on time but having accomplished much, we moseyed back to the (absent) flag without stopping, without passing GO and without collecting $200. Already 2 minutes over, there was no time for Mary but COT and Coffeeteria were forthcoming.
Travel mercies for Popper, mental toughness for those feeling the effects of pandemic isolation, prayers for new Perimeter School families and those to come around them