Regurgitated Thunderbird Hills

8 Men decided a little moisture made good racing conditions. Had I not taken the Q, I would have sacked. At least one of my kids have been sick for 3 weeks. #excusebag. They have now given it to me. #excusebag. I ran a marathon last Saturday #excusebag. However, had I not gone, I would not have had the opportunity to meet Chum Bucket from Raleigh, who thoroughly drilled the workout, me, and everything in his path to the ground.

The Cruce Thang: Run to Thunderbird Hill. Stop halfway because GCOD decides to join us 4 minutes late. Strangely enough, this exact thing happened last time we did this circuit, except we decided not to wait for GCOD last time. Because I feel lazy, I am redoing a workout from months earlier. To my great delight, no one who is present today did the prior iteration. We are doing a rotating Dora Carousel of superman burpees. The prior version is here.

Today was a little different. Partner 1 – Superman burpees (trunk hits ground – arms out; hand release plus some) at corner 1 until your partner returns. Partner 2 run the Route up Thunderbird hill and around the block, pictured here. Partner 2 comes back and Flapjack. Once partner 1 completes the circuit, you both move to the next corner, and the process starts over. You go down Thunderbird hill everytime, so you can make sure you come up it.

VT to San Diago and Chum Bucket, who was visiting our fine city for some training for work. Much fun was had at Coffeeteria, where the conversation turned to 200 mile races and Halloween costumes involving bloody nipples. See here.