PAX: Captain Crunch, Crack, Dilbert, Hancock, Jolly, LeMond, Panhandle, SAGA, T-Bone, Tortuga
Conditions: 5°F, partly to mostly cloudy, light breeze
GMI (Gloom Misery Index): 37
YHC decided to gift the PAX with one final Q for the year. Thoughts of ways to incorporate 3 French Hens crossed my mind for several hours last night, but alas, I couldn’t make it happen. Instead, we ended up with a classic Crack Q
Warm-o-Rama: SSH, Tappy Taps, Bat Wings, Michael Phelps
Thang 1: Our tour of the AO started counter-clockwise this time, in Bataan Death March style (last PAX drops and performs 5 burpees, then sprints to front of line). At the approximate half-way point we arrived at Dan Taylor Alley. This, of course, means Dan Taylors! After traversing the field in squat-lunge 4x pattern, we regrouped and continued our March. We arrived back at Hoffa right as YHC got to my second round of burpees, meaning all PAX got to perform 2 rounds.
Thang 2: The PAX counted off by 2’s, and separated into two groups. (Somehow we ended up with 6 Ones and 4 Twos. Not sure who couldn’t count…) The Ones started at Hoffa, bear crawling up to perform 10 burpees at the top. Meanwhile the Twos headed to the SHOP and performed 30 picnic table presses. The groups switched, and much mumbling was heard from both groups. Round two found PAX crab-walking up Hoffa, and round three saw them Bernie’ing up. Round three also switched things from table presses to atomic merkins.
Mary: With almost exactly 5 minutes remaining, the PAX circled up for American Hammers, Flutter Kicks, BBSUs, slow-cadence Merkins, and Crunchy Frog.