With a callout on Slack the day before, YCH planned on showing up with a weighted vest instead of a FrakSac. What YHC did not plan on was seeing Kilo standing on one leg on a padded mat with the other leg behind his head. He said he was trying to be as flexible as a Mambi deer, but YHC didn’t understand.
Before a picture could be taken, Kilo lowered his foot like a lighting Bolt, inadvertently knocking YHC off balance. While coming back to normal consciousness, YHC could see not one, but Two Yutes.
Either way, that ‘kick’ is going to leave an El Guapo of a bruise, maybe even the size of a Bongo but is still better than getting kicked in the Kutch or being hit in the Glitter Balls with some PVC (don’t ask).
While we waited for 5:30, The Architect’s wife came saying that he would be a couple of minutes late since he had to wait for his hot coco (with mini-marshmallows) to cool off.
All in all, it was good time back in the Gloom!
