It was 52 degrees at the start. After a solid and assorted warm up we moved to the deck of cards to drive the rest of the beat down. Each suit represented an exercise. Aces were 14 reps thru 2’s as 2 reps. Clubs were jump squats. Spades were gas pumps. Hearts were hand release merkins. Diamonds were Freddie Mercurys with 2 as 1. There were two jokers and we told bad jokes when they came up. We got thru the deck with 3 minutes to spare The last minutes were spent on YHC’s 3 favorite lower body stretches. Dark Wing prayed us out and he prayed for a safe trip and obstacle course for our many F3 Northshore Brothers going to TX this weekend.
Tag: BBQ
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Flag on the Play: BBQ’s Chiefs Victory Laps – from Jose10k
In a scene that could only be described as part fitness, part fandom, BBQ showed up to the workout with a brand new Kansas City Chiefs flag, proudly waving it around after the Saints’ brutal Monday night loss. It might be the new flag of the A1C he claimed. The warm-up was a mixture of stretches, questionable dance moves (the music always inspires some moves), and a few BBQ chicken wings as the flag continued to flap in the wind, mocking all Saints fans present.
Then, it was off to the courthouse for a set of 11s. Copperhead squats at the bottom had everyone’s legs shaking like a Saints’ defense on 3rd and long. Sprinting to the stairs, the team powered through calf raises on each step, praying their legs wouldn’t fail them halfway up. At the top, merkins awaited — because why not add pushups to chisel the upper body for the ladies?
The race down the ramp and around the parking lot felt like a marathon, but with the crisp fall air making it slightly more bearable. But something was missing. The group looked around — where was Einstein, the brains behind the operation? Where was Darkwing Duck, swooping in to save the day? Alas, they were nowhere to be found. It was just Moby, BBQ, the Chiefs flag, and the painful reminder that leg day is forever.
All in all, it was a great workout — though maybe next time BBQ should leave the flag at home.
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Rain Day at The A1c – from Einstein
Muggy and dank where the pax gathered inside the Justice Center garage.
Warmup: all IC15x; toe touch, side staddle hops, arm circles, neck rolls,
hi-jack hi-jills, butt kicks, high knees, popeye punches, BBQ wings, shoulder rolls, etc.With the rain YHC had to go to Plan B…the lesser of Plan A.
Thang-1: from the Exicon; “The Gross” 12 exercise with 12 reps of each. 12×12=144 hence The Gross:
burpees x12
merkins x 12
cobra squats x 12 IC
star jack jumps x12
plank jacks x 12
iron crosses x 12
lunges x 12 IC 2-1
box cutters x 12 IC
walk outs with a merkin x 12
zombie kicks x 12
star stretch x 12
side to side lunge x 12 ICThang-2: the Pax, in search of some moving air, heads to the upper ramp, the light drizzle and fresh air felt good.
Jose’s Lieutenant Dan routine up the ramp; lunges/squats, ascending count while maintaining the 2:1 ratio,
freak nasties up top, repeat Lieutenant Dan going down the ramp, then a backwards lunge up the ramp, some derkins
up top.Mary: finished with a round robin of core
DarkWingDuck led us out with prayers for those suffering from Hurricane Helene
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Friday dealing the cards! – from BBQ
Another hot and muggy morning in the Gloom but nothing could slow or stop this mighty foursome. We did the usual warm ups and of course I botched the cadence on a few. Einstein is my hero on warmups and I did not get to his standard of excellence this morning. I was eager to move into the Thang and get the cards flipping. Each suit represented a different exercise. Spades were T Merkins. Clubs were Star Jacks. Diamonds were Gas Pumps. Hearts were Freddie Mercury’s. Reps were set by card number. 2 thru 14 ( Aces! ). There was some concern about the shuffle and mumble chatter on some streaks of the same suit. Red suits came early and black suits later. The joker play was called by Jose 10K and a lap down and up in the A1C. On the second joker a new move was introduced. It was alternating front arm swings for 60 seconds. It was named “BBQ Wings”! We got thru the deck and finished with some stretching. Moby prayed us out. He challenged us to push and grow each other and those around us. It was an honor to be in this PAX!
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Back to school. Back to school, to prove to Dad that I’m not a fool. I got my lunch packed up, my boots tied tight, I hope I don’t get in a fight. Ohhhh, back to school. Back to school. Back to school. Well, here goes nothing. – from Jose10k
THE THANG:
It was a bit cooler this morning, 74 degrees to start an Epic “Back to School Beatdown”
We moseyed over the top of the stairs and YHC presented the white board. Time to go back to school and do the Billy Madison. Each grade represented an exercise and the PAX would do 12 reps of each, each round . The PAX would complete 1st grade, run down the stairs and run the ramp back up returning to the start. Next, complete 1st grade and then 2nd grade, run the short loop, returning to the start. The PAX would try to graduate and get through the 12th grade!
1st Grade – Squats
2nd Grade – Monkey Humpers
3rd Grade – Lunges (2 is one)
4th Grade – BBS
5th Grade – Flutter Kicks
6th Grade – LBCs
7th Grade – American Hammers
8th Grade – Merkins
9th Grade – Freak Nasties
10th Grade – Carolina Dry Docks
11th Grade – Burpees
12th Grade – SSHs
COT and BBQ prayed us out.
We managed to complete the 9th grade. We now have something to shoot for next time. BBQ commented that the beatdown killed the mumble chatter. I’ll take the compliment. SYITG, thanks for letting me lead/and or reading this bb. -
The Land of the Midnight Sun – from Steve
Jose has returned! Well, technically he was already on his third beatdown of the week (ok, as of this writing, his fourth), but for the Covington crew it was his grand homecoming. And he returned with tales of a mythical land where the sun never sets, the summer temps never hit the 60’s, and F3 doesn’t exist. Though that’s not entirely true since Jose brought the F3 with him: apparently he roped some poor bastard into doing 100 burpees / absolutions with him each day. This man never stops.
Brief warmorama, starting in a slow Gipper-cadence and then gently ramping up.
Then off to the rear of the Justice Center for a brief fling with Jane Fonda. We hit all three stages of Jane today (straight Janes, pulses, heel-to-knees), all at 15x IC, each leg.
Then looped around to the front of the JC for the main event – a series of 11’s between the courtyard benches.
Started off with the chest/shoulders: Derkins on one end, bear crawl across the courtyard to the opposite set of benches for freak nasties.
It seemed fitting that Jose would endure this one round and then have to leave for work, as he was the only Pax present to also have posted for Shooter’s brutal shoulder beatdown Tuesday, and Hammer’s brutal shoulder beatdown Monday. (YHC was reprimanded with a: “This is why you guys need to start writing backblasts!”)
Next set of 11’s were Bulgarians (2:1), lunge walk to opposite end, Step Ups (2:1).
Didn’t get to the core round, which was just as well since, really, what’s the point of crab walking when Legal isn’t there to show off.
Finally, an old Maverick classic – reverse bear crawl (or crawl bear, as the kids call it) up the courthouse steps. Followed by some calf raises, and back to the flag for an abbreviated Mary.
COT with announcement of Duke of Hazards’ VQ this Saturday! (Moby’s response: “Some $#%@& kid in diapers telling me to do 1000 burpees….”). Then we checked BBQ’s hat-o-meter only to see that the sweat lines weren’t quite up to last week’s beatdown (though still hot enough that ol’ Sonny gave the warm air one sniff before thinking, “Nah…” and settling back into Moby’s truck).
And finally BBQ prayed us out. Prayers for BBQ’s niece’s son, ten-year-old Charlie, who is going through a very tough time as he awaits a kidney transplant. And as always, thanks for this great group of men and the opportunity to lead.