09/01/2020 - Iron Lion - Nacho’s last stand
AO: Iron Lion
When: 09/01/2020
PAX:
Number of Pax: 17
Pax Names: Ant Hill, Bandwidth, Binky, Caboose, Catfish Hunter, Chain Link, Cousin Eddie, Fredo, Goldberg, Mr. Nice Guy, Porch Pirate, Rainman, Ronda Rousey, Townie, Trickle, Wine in a Box,
DR Names:
Number of FNGS:
FNG Names: Reunite
QIC: Nacho Libre
Introduction
5 core principles
disclaimer
Warm-O-Rama
Motivators from 6
Yoga stretches – cat/cow, childs pose/cobra, pigeons
arm circles
chest stretch
The Thang
Partner up, take turns doing each exercise, goal is 8-12 quality reps for lifts, 50 Merkins, 50 dips
- 1/2 mile run
- Inverted rows using 2 saw horses and a pole/jump rope
- Pull-ups/box jumps
- Coupon Farmers carry 40 yards/coupon waiter curls
- Front squat with 40lb ruck/1 arm Ebenezer penny pinchers With 34lb Goldberg contraption
- Sledgehammer strikes on tire/15 lb medicine ball toss
- Tire throws for distance Back and forth
- Band thrusters/Dips
- 54lb kettle bell deadlift/Merkins
Mary – I don’t typically do Mary because it’s for fitness models and M’s but today I made an exception.
25 big boys, 25 big boys with 2 punch combo, 25 American Hammers, 25 flutter kicks in cadence, 30 second v hold, 16 planks down to forearms and back up
Circle of Trust
I am no preacher so I encourage you all to say a prayer to whomever you pray.
F’ed up my shoulder so I’m going to be out for awhile. This will be my last real post for at least 6 weeks. I’ll miss working with you guys in the gloom but I hope to be back stronger than before. So with that I leave you with a quote from one of my favorite authors Nelson Algren. He wrote it about Chicago but it always reminds me of F3. “Yet once you’ve come to be part of this particular patch, you’ll never love another. Like loving a woman with a broken nose, you may well find lovelier lovelies. But never a lovely so real.”
I love you guys. Thanks for everything. And That’s it.
Naked Man Moleskin
You want to get strong? Use the sh*t you got laying around your house.
My inability to use cadence properly continues to baffle and exhaust cousin Eddie.
As we prepare for another week, I couldn’t help but think of a story that occurred about a year ago during my first Iron Pax experience. A brand new Nacho Libre, Townie, and Rain Man, having finished MEATLOAF’s MASSACRE the day prior, unwittingly showed up for a workout at Dark Tower led by some lunatic from South Carolina. His name was Devil or Diablo or Eat Sh*t or something else terrifyingly horrible. After making us go 110 yards of bear and block where we stopped every 5 yards for manmakers, Whatever-the-hell-his-stupid-name-was called for his next round of insane exercises. At this point, I suggested that Rain Man and Townie join me in hiding our coupons in the bushes then high tailing it to the river to avoid any more of this soul crushing pain. I don’t remember crying while making this suggestion but I also don’t remember not crying. After a considerable amount of thought, Rain Man and Townie decided we should stick it out. We managed to muddle our way unimpressively through the rest of the workout before collapsing.
This morning Rain Man excelled throughout the workout setting the pace for all other PAX to follow while Townie (at least 25 lbs lighter than on that frightful day) swung a sledgehammer around like a possessed Viking. I guess this sh*t works pretty well. Keep battling. See you again soon.