It had been awhile since YHC had the privilege to Q having to give a few away for work related commitments over the last month so I was anxious to get back to it. Being I’m in the Christmas spirit (and I didn’t have time to write-up a board), YHC decided to reprise pieces of a fun old fashioned family beatdown from last year and a new twist.
Mosey down to the bottom of the hill for the usual compliment of WoR – SSH, weed pickers, hillbillies, mountain man poopers, good morning
First task is to go in search of the Griswold family Christmas tree with a merkin mile stopping for 10 at nine stations along the way. We finally found it sparkling in the gloom so we did 5 burpees and 5 wolverines to finish it out and commemorate the achievement. Looks great. little full. lotta sap…
Next, our holiday guests began arriving so we had to go park the cars with some parking space tracers down the lot.
Now we have to decorate the house with Russ and if we’re going to do this, we’re going to do it right…and we’re going to do it big. run the parking lot climbing the ladder onto the roof stopping at each peninsula for a 1:4 ratio of merkins:squats. We made it up to 10:40 before we ran out of peninsulas. Good talk, Russ.
No time to test out our new non-nutritive cereal varnish on the saucer and defend our land speed record so we headed back to the flag with just enough time to catch the delivery guy with our Christmas bonus, a membership in the jelly of the month club.
Nothing gets those arms feeling like jelly better than some bat wings: sun gods forward, sun gods reverse, overhead clap, seal clap, chinook – all IC x 20 reps – no stopping or putting arms down in between sets. That’s the gift that keeps on giving the whole day long.
No time for mary.
Prayers for Emeril’s knee, Swiper’s Christmas family situation, and all PAX’s holiday drama as this time of year tends to bring challenges with family. Great opportunity for us to act like true HIM’s and live third for those around us.
“When Santa squeezes his fat wide ass down the chimney tonight, he’s going to find the jolliest bunch of assholes this side of the nuthouse.” – Clark Griswold