So last night knowing there may be a chance to see a little snow on the ground YHC felt a little eager to Q. Waking up a 3:00a with the Oh S… thoughts of here we go, I messed up, overslept, and now will be shamed (yes, true thoughts) only to look at the time and was able to get some more sleep. So I arrived at the Slab at least looking fresh and fruity to get things prepped for the BD. Then a truck pulls in, parks, and the driver gets out. Thinking I saw a Dodge Ram I said morning Copper. Had a response and continued on my way to set up the BD. I finally looked up and to my surprise, it wasn’t Copper but it was Farm Country.

Copper and Boondock soon appeared out of the darkness and into the street lights.

For the Warm-o-rama we got a mosey in then some exercises: SSH, Weed Pickers, Windmills, Imperial Walkers, Sun Gods, and Michael Phelps.

We then moseyed back to the parking lot for The Thang:

50 Squats

10 Burpees

40 BBS

10 Burpees

30 Bonnie Blairs (Single Count)

10 Burpees

20 Kettlebell Swings with some coupons

10 Burpees

10 meter (cough, cough yard) bear crawl down & back

10 Burpees

20 Kettlebell Swings

10 Burpees

30 Bonnie Blairs (single count)

10 Burpees

40 BBS

10 Burpees

50 Squats

Somewhere along the way, Farm Country enlightened us with this new concept of Fart Slacking. It could be that a PAX doesn’t post but still spends all his time on Slack. We still aren’t sure of the true definition.

As always we ended with COT.