I feel like I’ve entered Joey-Mac’s mind with all the “pulled our decks out” innuendos I’m tempted to drop in this blog post, but since I’m going to be a fully-sworn in professional in three weeks, I’ll just say that we pulled out our shiny new, clean decks and let all the whole tribe flip them around while getting a nice sweat on for about half an hour. There. It’s out of my system.
Ain’t Nobody Gon’ Catch Me (IND)
We were all Race Day kings and queens today. Both sessions absolutely killed it on those stairs and with those burpees (especially the Race Day virgin who did 50 burpees instead of 25)!
There must have been something in the air, because PRs were being set left and right, and everyone was crushing the supportive role. Awesome teamwork (tribework?). We had another week of very solid turnout, and we were even graced with some long lost, highly missed familiar faces. Great seeing you guys!
I Want to Ride My Bic-YCLE! (IND)
Shaw promised a funnier blog post this week . . . then he left the blog up to me. [Prepare yourself; it’s a loooong one.] But for any complainers, as my kindergarten-teaching wife taught me, “You get what you get, and you don’t throw a fit.” I’m beginning to wonder if grade-school level references are a subtle secondary theme on the day. [See bounce description for further info; also, in attempting to use footnotes in this blog post—law school has drilled citation standards into my brain while attempting to drain me of any personality in my writing—I found out footnotes don’t work in WordPress blogs.]

