That Day Everyone Wore a Blue Shirt

Conditions: 71 deg. F | Humid

PAX: Cat Scratch, Double Humpee, HC3, Herschel, Hutz, Kwon Do, Legz, Pipeline, Tollbooth

Q: Pipeline

The first exciting thing that happened was that Hutz posted, no doubt because F3 Headquarters in Omaha, Nebraska sent him a notice saying his Saturday Regular status was seriously in danger.

Then we noticed we were all wearing blue shirts. There was concern over whether the last guys to roll up would be wearing blue shirts as we approached 0630 hours.

Double Humpee rolled in…blue shirt.

HC3 pulled up…blue shirt.

Tollbooth arrived after a Capri Lap and took his time while we did burpees. But it was okay because…

Blue shirt.

Nine men. One fashion statement.

We did a quick warmup, divided into two groups (Number 1s and Number 2s) and then sprinted approximately 50 feet to the bridge. The Number 1s did a core exercise while the Number 2s traveled the bridge. Flapjack and repeat.

Round 1: Big boys and sprint the length of the bridge down and back x 2.

Round 2: Flutter kicks and bear crawl the bridge; run back.

Round 3: Box cutters and crab walk the bridge; run back.

Round 4: LBCs and lunge walk the bridge; run back.

Then to the basketball court with an ABA ball from the ’70s when Cat Scratch and Pipeline were young men. The game was Burpee Basketball. A man shot a free throw. If he made it, the group did one burpee. If he missed the group did three. Repeat until each man had been to the line. After many misses and many burpees, we gave the shooter two attempts in round 2 and three attempts in round 3. Our free throw shooting ability is worse than our cornhole ability, we learned.

Back to the cars for a brief stretch. Recover. Recover.

COT. We dodged cars and dodged used birth control. Book club is Monday at 5:30 pm at Deschutes. Pipeline took us away with a classic prayer about how God is great and we should thank him for our food.

An honor and a privilege!