PAX: Goose, White Meat, Enron, Paradox, America’s Best, Roxbury, Honeysuckle, Pope, Teravanilli, Popeye

AO: The Lion’s Den

By: Goose

It’s been a while since YHC knowingly went full bad guy, like (Hollywood) Hulk Hogan during his NWO days. Temps were above 60, so it was time to get back in touch with the ground. But first, a solid warm-o-rama during which YHC took his sweet time, delaying the inevitable. This and Paradox’s arrival closely followed by Vanilli’s was the perfect storm for what would have been a total derailing were it not for Pope and Rox. YHC considered penalty burpees or running (mostly to further delay the inevitable), but the bum knee’s not up for either, so off to the levee we hiked for the first set of grass-lovin’ 11’s. (Say that 5 times fast.)

Lunges (2:1) at the bottom, dying cockroaches (4-count) at the top, but the crux were the alligator merkins up the hill. (Incline gators were better than flat, but still not fun.) Walk-crab down the hill (feet first).
The second set of 11’s were back between the sidewalks: toe-taps (2:1) and genuflections, but the crux were the foxholes to get from one sidewalk to the other (skip back). It had been quite a while since AB made waterlogged enemies when he first introduced these at the stage, and they were threatening to fade out of memory. YHC couldn’t let that happen with such a slow, deplorable exercise, despite the unavoidable belly rash.

Time saved us, and Suckle prayed us out. YHC will get back to creative themes soon, but sometimes you just need a little injustice in your life.

SYTIG, Goose