For the nearly three years that we’ve been coming to the Justice Center parking garage, she has been there. Waiting, presumably, to clock in across the street. But why two hours before? Where does she come from? What is she doing on her phone for two hours? And why the heck does she leave her car running even in the greatest of weather?
These questions and many more may never be answered. And that is as it should be. For Patiently Waiting Penny (AKA, Smartphone Stalking Suzie, Carbon Monoxide Camille, Facebooking Fanny) is an enigma and should remain one – something for the PAX to ponder as we shuffle backwards up the parking ramp. As such, a portion of today’s beatdown was dedicated to our most ardent, yet involuntary, fan.
Warmorama:
Arm circles x15, toe touches x15, IW’s x15, Abe Vigodas x10, air presses x25, SSH’s x20, all IC.
The Thang:
Started with a mosey to the Taj, to do a riff on last week’s parking garage exercise: the pax is divided in two, with each half headed in opposing directions around the building. Bunny hop the east/west sides, bear crawl north/south. At the meeting point on the opposite side, we did 8-count bodybuilders 10x. Head back the same way, and did another 8-count exercise, absolution.
Next up, mosey to the bottom of the parking garage for a SCOP (semi-circle of pain): The Penny. The Penny consists of the stupidest and most awkward-looking exercises in the exicon. These are the exercises that are not suitable for the public eye. But of course, with the amount of time Patiently-Waiting Penny has already put in with the Pax, she is practically one of us. So we opened our circle to her and performed the following:
- Goofballs x20 IC
- Smurf Jacks x20 IC
- Star Jacks x20 IC (look out PAX, YHC has a new favorite!)
- Howling Monkeys (each man performs 10X IC monkey humpers while the PAX holds their ankles)
- Wife Pleasers x20 IC
- Hello Dollies x20 IC
- Rosalitas x20 IC
- Pattycake Merkins x20 OYO
Having amused YHC, we moseyed (then sprinted) up to the top, where we then began a Bataan Death March. Well, more of a Bataan Death Loop as we circled until each man got his burpees and sprints in. Then a short Indian run back to the flag for…
Mary: Crunchy frogs, flutter kicks, and Freddie Mercuries, all x20 IC
COT and Shooter prayed us out. Thank you gentlemen for the push and for indulging me today’s lead – I appreciate it!
