Sparta, Salem, VA
Conditions: 32 deg. F, cloudy, dark, windy. Wind chill 22 deg. F but I call B.S. It was colder.
PAX: Herschel, Manti, Pipeline, Zebra
Q: Pipeline
Mornings like this one separate the men from the Dunphys. It was cold as a witch’s tit in a Siberian wind tunnel.
Quick warm-up. It didn’t take. No one was warm.
The Thang: 300. In honor of being at #Sparta, we did a 300-themed workout. 300 is a movie where 300 Spartans face the Persian army and all die. That was a possibility due to the wind mummifying us. They’d find us like those dead guys on Everest.
So, we did 20 reps of an exercise at 15 light poles, for 300 total. 20 reps, run to the next pole, rinse and repeat until we’d been to 15 poles and reached 300.
Because Zebra’s hands were tool cold and he looked really odd doing big boys with his hands in his pockets, we knocked off a little early. COT and name-o-rama in the shelter of Manti’s Jeep. Pipeline bought coffee, which we just poured on our hands.
A honor and a privilege!