In usual Hogs Breath fashion YHC was running a few minutes late. So, I texted Jose 10K with the following, as dictated by Siri.
“H’ok, OK, I got the queue this morning! But a trip goal Hauck breath fashion I’m gona be showing up two minutes late. Again the warm-up! I got this!” (side note: anytime I’m being warned about how AI is going to take over the world and destroy us all…. I think of how AI can’t even get a voice dictated text correct and just shake my head).

Low and behold, YHC showed up exactly at 5:15 screeching tires and blaring “We didn’t start the fire” by Billy Joel.
The warm-up
A few rounds of 10, because if it was more than 10 it’d be the beat-down, so we have to do 10, of Toy Soldiers, Press-Press Flings, Torso twists, George Thorogood meets Al Gore.
YHC was ready to begin the beat-down, but was reminded that we are all old at the A1C so we should do a few more warm-ups. So, YHC called an audible and came up with a new warm-up, where basically each leg was rotated up and outward to stretch out the hips. YHC though each pax looked like a cat splayed out in the sunshine, so it was dubbed “Splayed Cat”!

The Thange
We began with a few rounds of Howlin’ Monkeys where we formed a circle and each pax remained in the starting position for Monkey Humpers. One at a time each pax would preform a set of monkey humpers till failure, then the next pax would continue. This carried on for two full laps. As BBQ so eloquently stated “I don’t know what is worse, the exercise or waiting in the position to begin!”
Backward mosey to the next corner.
Same fashion, but this time it was Howlin’ V-ups. While the pax were waiting on the first round, they waiting in the “California sun bather position” which is basically just laying on the ground aka like a Californian Sun-bather. However, the next round we modified to be “Louisianan Sun Bather” because Louisianans are harder than Californians so we waiting our turn for the V-ups in the six inches position of feet and head six inches off the deck.
Mosey to the next corner and performed Carolina Dry Docks in the same Howlin’ fashion.
Then descended the steps with a few calf descends, similar to a calf raise but we worked our way down the steps so we descended.
Then a round of Howlin’ Squats where Jose 10K was an over-achiever and kept going despite the time winding down.
A row of calf raises up the stairs, and then met back at the flag pole at exactly 6:00.

During the name-o-rama and count off, Moby stated how he has lost weight and turned his “fluffy marshmallow into hard candy.” Thus apparently we were doing the same thing with our howlin beatdown.

Prayers for BD as he is about to be a new uncle, and prayers for Waterpik’s cousin as be battles cancer.

It was an honor to lead y’all this am in the gloom.

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