09/05/2020 - The Launch Pad - IronPax Week 1 -Launchpad
AO: The Launch Pad
When: 09/05/2020
PAX:
Number of Pax: 13
Pax Names: afib, Aladdin, Backstreet, Bozo, Brooks, Crop Duster, hot box, Moonlight, One Bar, Radio Flyer, Scotts, Sparky,
DR Names:
Number of FNGS: 0
FNG Names: Backstreet
QIC: Nacho Libre
Introduction
Nacho Libre is hurt with a torn labrum but Q’ed so PAX could focus on the challenge.
Warm-O-Rama
Abe Vigotas, imperial walkers, arm circles, neck rolls
The Thang
“If you don’t know now you know” – The Notorious B.I.G and The Notorious T.N.L (The Nacho Libre)
Circle of Trust
Having the unique perspective of Q’ing an IronPax workout but not actually doing it left me nothing short of astoundingly impressed. What was accomplished in the time it was accomplished is something each man should take tremendous pride in. Thank you for letting me remain a small part of this despite my IR status. A round of applause for all of you.
I’m no preacher but please take a moment today to say a prayer to whomever you pray.
Naked Man Moleskin
Needless to say, there was plenty of chatter with an injured Nacho Libre at the helm.
I was on the verge of kicking my own a$$ after about the tenth, “time for burpees” call.
Bozo and I had a lovely chat about the blessing of his newborn but the challenges that arise while trying to get a full night’s sleep. Bozo completed numerous Big Boys during our chat while I strolled around him leisurely.
When I pointed out the loveliness of the full moon overhead, Moonlight provided me with some rather graphic ideas of where I could stick the loveliness of the full moon.
Brooks farted … a lot.
While wondering why I didn’t bring a cup of coffee with me, I struck up a conversation about golf with Scott’s while he did Jungle Squats. I’m sure he would have laughed at my Caddy Shack reverences had he not been sweating and breathing so hard.
A fascinating conversation with Radio Flyer and Aladdin over the movie Trainspotting was highlighted by 3 minutes of my pontification followed by their single grunt.
When I complained that my shoe had quite a bit of field turf in it, Hot Box paused from his burpees just long enough to tell me that he probably had turf in his pee hole. Sparky concurred and gave me a look that seemed to imply that he would gladly find a place to put turf other than my shoe.
During his final set of lunges, I gave Afib my thoughts on Kansas City BBQ. Sadly, he just kept breathing harder and closed his eyes. Some people must not share my love of burnt ends.
Well, not to brag but I certainly seem to have the whole 2nd F down to a science.
In all honesty, thank you to the incredible PAX who allowed me to take a small part today. The only thing more impressive than your effort was your good nature. Great job today, Gents. Keep Battling.