12/05/2022 - The Outpost - A Journey of Kings comes with both gifts and rifts…
AO: The Outpost
When: 12/05/2022
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Number of Pax: 15
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Number of FNGS: 0
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QIC: Blues Clues
Introduction
A little more balmy than I remembered it…pulling into the cold, dark OP parking lot in December has always been special to me. None more important than the first time I did it 3 years ago…
Hundreds of posts, Q’s, friends, memories, pulled hamstrings, breakthru’s, knowledge, and memories later…here we would go one more time…into the gloom…
Warm-O-Rama
SSH
Tie Fighters
Tappy Taps
Silent Night SSH
The Thang
Mosey to soccer field path to re-enact We Three Kings…
Thang 1 – The Journey
Before the 3 Kings delivered their gifts of Gold, Plank-in-cense, and Myrrh, they traveled 400 miles to Bethlehem…and so would we…hypothetically…
Bear Crawl to South Corner + 4 4×4’s
Gift Bag Indian Run to East Corner + 8 4×4’s
Gift Bag Indian Run to West Corner + 12 4×4’s
Thang 2 – G.O.L.D.
Mosey back to pavilion for coupon work and more
G – Goldfinger Merkins x10
O – OH Press x10
L – Lawnmowers x10 each side
D – Derkins x10
Thang 3 – Plank-in-cense
Partner up…
Balls to the Wall / Squats (Switch)
Ascending Testicles / Squats (Switch)
Jingle Balls OYO x10
Thang 4 – Myrrh
Mosey with 1 coupon to far pavillion (10 OYO burpees) + mosey to next building far West side
Set up for Wall Sits. Pass coupon to left, pass coupon to right. Brings back memories to the first Q I attended by Trickle 3 years ago! Mosey back to flags
Thang 5 – Candy Cane Lane
Mix of ladder sprints with burpees for 5 minutes til six o’clock
Circle of Trust
I shared with the PAX the story of December 1st, 2019 in my life.
It was the same night I took my then two year old daughter to the Morton Arboretum lights. On the way home we sang Christmas Carols in the car, just having a good time, a daughter and her dad…quality time to say the least.
However when we got home, my soon to be ex-wife had moved everything out of our house. We were still living together at the time however separately. She was waiting for me to come back. To take our daughter. And leave. Like really leave. I’ll never forget the look on my daughters face in a flurry covered driveway that night. She knew, even at two, that separation was NOT RIGHT.
And like that, I spent the rest of that night and many more, home alone. Lost. Confused. Angry. Tears. All of it. Frozen really. To have your child taken from you in any way, well…there are no words…
But in the coming days of early December in 2019, I knew there needed to be action. I checked into what I called at the time, rehab, AKA F3. (Shout out to Rhinestone for EHing me!) This was my first post 3 years ago and while I knew I had to GET RIGHT, I had no idea how much F3 was going to help.
I really appreciate all the guys that were able to come out today and all the guys I’ve gotten to know, who have helped me along the way and hopefully I helped too over the last 3 years.
I continue to take one day at a time as best I can…it’s been a journey of Kings with both gifts and rifts along the way…
It’s difficult to put it all into words on how it all feels however, I’ll leave you with one of my favorite poems that does come close…
Invictus
Naked Man Moleskin
Goldschlager Mondays…are a thing!