Monday, Monday, Monday

It was a monday.  We were all tired and needed a good workout, but not one that was too punishing.  So that is what we did.

Warmup – none.

Mosey to Mallery Park.  At mallery, 25 pullups, 50 merkins, 100 squats – OYO.

Mosey to SSPresChurch.  At SSPC, 100 Flutter-Kicks, 50 Lounges, 25 Burpees – OYO.

Mosey to Flags.

We had an FNG, who may or may not have been an actual FNG.  He didn’t remember his name.  I quickly spotted his plot as someone who maybe did not appreciate his original name and we started to quiz.  He wanted to keep it PG, he tried to keep the cards in his favor, he wanted to somehow tilt the scale, but yours truly was very vigilant to foil any plot of tomfoolery.  In the 11th hour I asked if he likes pickles on his hamburgers, and he answered affirmatively – welcome, Pickle-Pounder.

IN attendance: loveseat, cocoa-butter, fidget-spinner, blackcherry (briefly), war-chicken, butterfinger, YHC, welcome – pickle pounder.

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