Well, the monsoon finally rolled into Mandeville this morning, and apparently only two of us were dumb enough to drive out to Grandma’s House. Steve and I looked at the weather radar, saw enough rain to float an ark, and somehow decided a high-intensity workout sounded like a great idea. The beatdown was tough, labor-intensive, and left us questioning several life choices. We experienced every type of rain imaginable: big old fat rain, little bitty stingin’ rain, and rain that seemed to come straight up from underneath us. Yes, that is a Forrest Gump reference, which is fitting because Forrest Gump happens to be Russo’s number one all-time favorite movie. Unfortunately, Russo wasn’t there to enjoy the quote because he was a no-show this morning. Apparently, water makes him melt, and he’s far too much of a pretty princess to risk getting caught in the rain. As for the workout details, you’ll have to post to find out. Some things are better experienced than explained, and this was one of those workouts. Let’s just say it was a good one and leave it at that. Announcements: Turkey Trot at Pik’s Place, Four on the Fourth is coming up, and we need men to step up and sign up to Q. Great work by the men who showed up, embraced the suck, and got after it despite the weather. Jose10K out.

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