The A1C crew rolled in minus Einstein, but the mumble chatter carried strong as ever—mostly debating NFL cheerleader preferences. It just goes to show you, no matter the AO, the mumble chatter usually focuses on the same topic. After a short warm-up (no cadence, too much talking), we moseyed over to the courthouse. Thus we Tabata’d in front of the courthouse to the strangest Swedish techno/Zelda mashup imaginable. Think of every 80s nintendo game mixed with the weirdest techno beats. The beatdown featured Steve’s “wife-pleasers,” Irkins, Bulgarian split squats (thanks for the history lesson, BBQ), and plenty of off-color jokes. I’d repeat them, but I don’t want to offend anyone without a great sense of humor. Wrapped it up with a lunge-fest in Einstein’s honor before heading out. Bushwacker has his 8th year anniversary beatdown tomorrow boys, which means my 7th is right around the corner in September. My how the time flies. TGIF, boys—Jose10k out.
Categories: Northshore