No Strava – It’s Tabata

Preamble:

Given

Warm-O-Rama:

Windmill

Weedpickers

Little Baby Arm Circles

Toy Soldiers

HillBIllies

The Thang:

Gents, gather around, let me regale you with our F3 workout this morning. We dove deep into the trenches with not one, but EIGHT rounds and EIGHT sets of Tabita. Yes, that’s right, we were practically Olympic athletes out there! Our bodies were pushed to their limits with Merkins, Burpees, Peter Parkers, Squats, Reverse Lunges, Planks, LBCs, and High Knees. It was madness, it was glorious, and it was exactly what we signed up for. We sweated buckets and gasped for air, but we never gave up. Oh no, not us F3 warriors. We pushed ourselves to new heights, and when it was all over, we knew we had conquered the beast. So take that, Monday blues. We came, we saw, we conquered.

COT:

Brew Ruck this Saturday

Prayers for Fanny Pack – safe travels with son and his trip would be fruitful in helping parents

Prayers for Speedo’s Dog and some praises for a new opportunity

Praise for Dingy and new opportunities

Naked-Man Moleskin:

Always an honor and privilege to lead. Thank you