Date: 2025-04-23
AO: ao_tar_pit
Q: Da Vinci
PAX: SAGA, Stock boy, Dumpster Fire (F3 Naperville), Tortuga, Panhandle, The wet burrito, Da Vinci, Panda Express FNGs: None
COUNT: 8
Warmorama: to, what else, “Oh Yeah”
Rest of the workout happens to different songs in the Ferris Bueller soundtrack
The Thang:
Mozy to March of the Swivel Heads
Partner Up: 2 TOWERS OF POWER (while your partner power squats) until you’re done Skull crushers and PAX choice abs
Squeeze Curls and PAX choice abs
Mozy to March of the Swivel Heads
Thumb hold curls and PAX choice abs
Around the worlds and Pax choice abs
One arm rows and Pax choice abs
(around the Worlds to Around the World)
Mozy to March of the Swivel Heads
FULL Coupon squats and Pax choice abs
Derkens and Pax choice abs
Saltshakers and Pax Choice abs
Moleskin:
Wes Hill’s new book on Easter shows how sophisticated denial of the resurrection from liberal Protestants comes from privilege. “For those unshielded by safety and comfort, vague notions of love without concrete, bodily restoration aren’t enough.”
John Updike, “Seven Stanzas as Easter” (1960)
Make no mistake: if he rose at all
It was as His body;
If the cell’s dissolution did not reverse, the molecule reknit, The amino acids rekindle,
The Church will fall.
It was not as the flowers,
Each soft spring recurrent;
It was not as His Spirit in the mouths and fuddled eyes of the Eleven apostles;
It was as His flesh; ours.
The same hinged thumbs and toes
The same valved heart
That—pierced—died, withered, paused, and then regathered
Out of enduring Might
New strength to enclose.
Let us not mock God with metaphor,
Analogy, sidestepping, transcendence,
Making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the faded
Credulity of earlier ages:
Let us walk through the door.
The stone is rolled back, not papier-mache,
Not a stone in a story,
But the vast rock of materiality that in the slow grinding of Time will eclipse for each of us
The wide light of day.
And if we have an angel at the tomb,
Make it a real angel,
Weighty with Max Planck’s quanta, vivid with hair, opaque in The dawn light, robed in real linen
Spun on a definite loom.
Let us not seek to make it less monstrous,
For our own convenience, our own sense of beauty,
Lest, awakened in one unthinkable hour, we are embarrassed
By the miracle,
And crushed by remonstrance.
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