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Tag: The A1C

  • It was Shooter’s idea, I swear – from Fletch

    Alright, picture this: it’s a typical morning at the garage. The crew lines up, ready to embrace the madness that Shooter inspired me this morning. The plan? A deceptively simple combo: 10, 20, 30 reps of upper body, core, and leg exercises—but with a catch. One poor soul is always running down to the bottom of the garage, and this is where the fun begins.

    First, our hero grabs a jump rope and busts out 60 reps, Rocky-style, because why not? But there’s no rest for the wicked—time to sprint back up that ramp (which feels longer with each step). At the top, it’s straight into 40 curls with a coupon that somehow seems to have gained weight on the way up. Then, just when the arms are jelly, it’s time to drop 20 squats like they’re nothing.

    Meanwhile, the rest of the squad is sweating through their own reps, secretly praying for their turn to run and escape the pain. Rinse and repeat, everyone goes twice, and by the end, even the garage is out of breath.

    Workout complete, pride intact (mostly), and everyone feeling like they could take on the next mission—after a nap.
    COT
    SYITG
    Thanks for posting/reading.

  • Triskaidekaphobia or Fear of the Number 13 Fear or avoidance of the number 13. It is also a reason for the fear of Friday the 13th, called paraskevidekatriaphobia. – from Jose10k

    3 HIMS showed up, not afraid of the number 13, not afraid of the humidity, not afraid of the aftermath of Hurricane Francine. We took the red pill, and we were ready for a beatdown.
    Due to the lack of electricity, YHC didn’t really come up with a Friday the 13th themed beatdown, so I used an oldie.
    Warm-up: the usual
    The Thang: Mosey to the courthouse for 11s. Burpees at one side, 2 calf raises up each step, copperhead squats at the top, down the ramp and around the courthouse.
    Mumble chatter included the difficult math problem of calculating the optimal workout heart rate for a 75 year old man. Which Einstein quickly pointed out to Moby that he is 74, which produced even more grumble, grumble.
    COT-Einstein prayed us out with intentions of hurricane survivors and prayers for our country.
    Thanks for letting me lead/reading this.

  • 1ST & 10 at THE A1C – from Einstein

    Rainy morning at the A1C this morning.

    With the kick-off of the football season, the 1st & 10 routine, from the F3 Exicon, was the order of the day.

    Warmup: all IC15x; toe touch, side staddle hops, arm circles, imperial walkers, neck rolls, hillbillies(country boys), hi-jack hi-jills, seal jacks

    Thang: 1st & 10, using the upper deck parking garage parking stripes as our football field (a wet one at that)
    1 merkin, 10 burpees, “sprint” to the end of the field, mosey back around, the ref (Bushwacker) moved up the chains…2 merkins, 9 burpees, sprint, move up…3 merkins, 8 burpees, sprint, move up,…etc.
    Bushwacker – in the lead, still doing his referee duties, scored first, with the rest of the pax a minute or so behind.

    Next Thangs: with time to spare the pax did some Lieutenant Dans, lunging forward and backward, side shuffles, etc.

    Mary: one minute of star stretches.

    Cuz prayed us out.

  • Round Robin……Yum!!!!! – from Jose10k

    It was hot and humid again this morning. YHC got to the A1C early to put in some miles, and somehow got lost through downtown Covington. I ended up by Sonic on 21. Whoops, hauled butt back to the top of the parking garage to see reliable Moby talking to Rick, a neighborhood walker. We couldn’t convince him to stay. BBQ came in hot and we began. No one signed up, so we did everything round robin style
    Warm-up: SSH, hello jacks, hello jills, BBQ wings, grass grabbers, cherry pickers, torso twists.
    Moseyed to the front of the justice center for leg ups. 10 reps each leg, 2 rounds. BBQ focused on upper body with freak nasties and irkins, 2 rounds. Moby then hit core with intensified leg lifts.
    Moseyed to back of the courthouse for lieutenant dan’s followed up by 3 calf raises at each step. Mosey back to the top of the parking garage for some mountain climbers and reverse mountain climbers. Followed up by some Mary. Thanks for posting, thanks for putting up with the heat and humidity, and thanks for the read.
    The Wacker of Bushes has the Q tomorrow. So get ready for 30 minutes of pain, and 30 minutes of a needlessly convoluted breakdown of absurdly challenging and extreme exercises. SYITG

  • ROSHAMBO for the Q – from Darkwing Duck

    11s were on the docket today. After a questionable game of Rock, Paper, Scissors, YHC took the q. Quick warm-up then moseyed to the courthouse. Burpees on the side walk, run to the stairs, 5 calf raises up each step, then big boy situps at the top. Run down the ramp and out the side, around the parking lot, back to the side walk. Finished right at 6 am.
    COT and done.

  • Rock, paper, scissors to see who leads?!?!?!? – from Darkwing Duck

    Beautiful morning to take the red pill and get some work in. No one picked up the Q so it was a little ROSHAMBO to take the lead. Regular warm-up, then mosey to the courthouse.
    A set of 11s was the choice. Burpees at the side walk, big boys at the top of the stairs, 5 calf raises at each step, with a lap down the ramp and around the side in between each set.
    Ended right a 6. COT. Simple beatdown, simple back blast for a great group of HIMS.

  • 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!

  • 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.

  • Geezers at the A1C – from Einstein

    Just a couple of geezers today at the A1C with the averaged age of 71.
    Guess the young bucks (like BBQ) decided to sleep in. And we’ll cut Jose10K some slack because he’s up in Alaska catching salmon with his teeth (and probably playing music whilst doing so.)
    After a strong warmup we did burpees for 35 minutes – maybe.
    Moby prayed us out.

  • Small World Over at The A1C – from Steve

    Small world when our downrange visitor from Lake Charles, X-Ray, not only knew Jose’s better half, but (much to Jose’s dismay) had actually spoken to her just yesterday.

    Also slightly awkward was when this conversation started, Jose had a hard time remembering Katie’s maiden name. But I guess to be fair, who the hell even remembers Jose’s maiden name? (Jose Mourinho, anyone?)

    Anyway, nice mild weather for a nice mild coupon beatdown this morning. Though initially YHC had a Bushwacker-esque time explaining how each round would work, we did eventually figure it out and Moby was thankful for the wasted time.

    4 sets of Squat thrusters x20
    Jump rope
    Merkins
    Big Boys
    Lunges

    After each round, backpedal the ramp and 10 burpees up top.

    Next round, replace squat thrusters with 4 sets of curls, and after that round, chest presses.

    Time snuck up on me quickly today, so we bailed on the next 5(!) rounds and headed up top for some Mary. 50 leg raises (of course) and some other stuff, then COT and BBQ took us out.

    And finally, what better way to send Jose out into the Alaskan wilderness than by a little singing. Startling YHC a little, Moby, BBQ, and Jose suddenly broke out into their own favorite classic country tunes (all at the same time, all different songs, mind you) forming a jangly, discordant racket that would’ve made Willie himself turn over in his grave. (Oh wait, Willie is still with us??)

    Trucoat’s got some flicker ball (or soccer?) in store for you tomorrow, or you have an alternate beatdown at the Marsh with the injured Manny and Bird. Choose your own adventure. And while I feel a certain shame in abandoning my Splashpad brother Russo this morning, it was certainly a pleasure being back at the A1C with their great crew and their great sunrise views. And welcome X-Ray! Hope to see you in the gloom again sometime soon. Jose, we’ll miss you brother – enjoy the trip and catch you in 3 weeks.