Greatest Ever Rock Tour at BLP

If you fartsacked, smartsacked, allowed your M to workout instead, posted at a different F3 site, were down range, or had some other excuse for not posting at Boyd Lee Park on Wednesday then you missed the greatest ever rock tour to come to Boyd Lee Park, but do not fret my friend. Below is a description of what occurred, and while reading it can never replace the experience of living it, once you hear the tale, you may be thankful to have avoided the pain of that morning.

 

The Thang:

Run to the rock pile and pick a rock, we are taking the rock on tour of BLP.

The instructions were for a double lined Indian run but it turned into a group mosey. Some blame the men at the back who refused to sprint to the front. They blame the men at the front for running at their sprint pace. No one should blame the Q for we all arrived at our destination with no man left behind.

And where was our destination you ask? It was the Abyss of BLP were little light shines, and there are no witnesses. The anxiety of the PAX was palpable, and when he could stand it no longer, San Fran voiced his fears, numerous times, loudly, and emphatically.

 

1^st Stop on the Tour: The Abyss of BLP

The Q lined the PAX up along the tree line and we engaged in a fight with Tyson that none were guaranteed to survive. There were 6 rounds of Tyson: 10 reps of an exercise done in the middle of the field, at the tree line across from us, and again in the middle of the field (for some reason the middle of the field kept moving), then stopping back at the original tree line we planked over our rock (or a smaller rock that was stolen from a brother). The following exercises were conquered:

Squats (w/your rock)

Flutter kicks (no rock)

Curls (w/your rock)

Lunges (w/your rock)

Rows (w/your rock)

String Bean had a special request of an exercise without the rock, hearing his request we did… hallelujahs (w/your rock)

We then ran to the middle of the field w/out our rock and did Guantanamo (the Q gave impeccable directions that left the PAX with absolutely no confusion about what to do).  

Back to “our” rock – we were on to our next stop along the tour.

 

Between Gigs

Our rocks appeared to enjoy the scenery as we traveled between stops. The stars were out and there was a full moon casting an enchanted glow on the park. Along the way, we did Lt. Dan’s. Then crossed the wooden bridge to the other side of the ditch, and ran to the baseball field beside the picnic shelter.  Wall sits for the 6.

 

2^nd Stop on Tour: The Unfenced Field of Dreams

Bear crawl around the bases doing 10 Freddy Mercury’s at each base. Balls to the wall for the six (this was easy for the Q because his arms are like steel beam, he did not drop one time until the end, for the rest of the PAX it looked pretty difficult).

 

3^rd Stop on Tour: The Playground of missing Children

The first thing noticed at the playground was the absence of children. Looks like we have it all to ourselves.

At the playground – 5 rounds of 5 pull ups, 10 swirkins, 15 squats w/your rock.

 

Our time was coming to an end and the rocks were beginning to get tired at this point. We decided we would give them relief by delivering them back to their home in the rock pile.

Mosey to the flag – 5 minutes of Mary.  

 

 

COT

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