Prison Break Block Bomb 💣

In that it was my workout that injured Babyface, YHC felt compelled to heed the call for a substi-q in his place.

Arrived to the AO at 5:10 to find Bismarck and Wile E perfecting their form on Body Destroyers. Cannonball and I felt the urge to join them, but resisted, knowing that we may never get up again. Swinger shows up and plants the flag at 5:15, but where is everyone else? Wile E jokes that they’re all meeting somewhere else so they can show up en masse—as if on cue, Spokes, TRL, and Twin come skidding in within seconds of each other.

The Warmup

Look, people, we all know YHC can’t count. We did a few SSH, some sort of toe touches, and some humpees—which I frickin’ nailed. But today’s workout is its own warm up. Let’s not waste any time.

The Thing:

Today is the anniversary of the first atomic bomb test, called Trinity. About which Oppenheimer famously said “Now I am become death, destroyer of worlds.”

Let’s destroy our own little world.

Partner up. Grab a block for the pair. Gonna go tortoise and hare around a 600 meter city block.

Partner 1 runs ahead with cinder block, partner 2 does the exercise and catches up with partner 1. They switch the block and partner 1 does the same exercise while partner 2 runs ahead. Each partner does each exercise, then moves on to the next.

The exercises: 

(They spell BOMBS, get it?)

• Burpees x5
• One Leg Deadlift x10 (5 each)
• Merkins x15
• Big Boy Sit Ups x20
• Squats x25

The group completed on 2-3 run throughs of the exercises with about 2 miles of running.

Put the blocks away.

Lets plank it out.

• High plank
• right side plank
• left side plank
• Sphinx x5

we still had a few minutes to do some duck, duck,  goose. Everyone hold a plank in a circle, I will start… duck…duck…. goose! Bismarck chases and YHC finds it much harder than he thought to get around the circle and back down again before Bismarck catches. I think I may have cheated a little bit by saying I was already down, but….I WAS TIRED.

We go around and everyone has a chance to do the chase while our plank form gets worse and worse. If our hips weren’t planted squarely on the ground, our butts we’re proudly presented to the many passerby in this bustling city.

5:58–close enough. We’re done.

Mumblechatter seemed at a minimum beyond general skittering at YHCs cadence and suggestions of Q school. Though the longish course mostly kept me and cannonball away from the other Pax—perhaps they were running especially hard to get away from us?

The Word

As stated, today is the anniversary of the first atomic bomb test. Also that of the launch of Apollo 11. Two events that, in different ways, signify the pinnacle of human achievement. And help make YHC feel really small. I was reminded of Carl Sagan’s pale blue dot speech and I read a portion to the Pax.

Do you see the tiny dot, just right and down from center. That’s everything we’ve ever known.

Look again at that dot. That’s here. That’s home. That’s us. On it everyone you love, everyone you know, everyone you ever heard of, every human being who ever was, lived out their lives. The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam.Think of the rivers of blood spilled by all those generals and emperors so that, in glory and triumph, they could become the momentary masters of a fraction of a dot. Think of the endless cruelties visited by the inhabitants of one corner of this pixel on the scarcely distinguishable inhabitants of some other corner, how frequent their misunderstandings, how eager they are to kill one another, how fervent their hatreds.It has been said that astronomy is a humbling and character-building experience. There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.

Cannonball thought I went on too long. and let me know by saying “we get it!” somewhere around halfway. Perhaps he’ll understand more when he’s begun his own slide into teenage angst.

Prayer Requests and Announcements

Bismarck reminded of of “Babyface. Tanglewood. All that, yeah yeah.”

Snips and his family

TRL as he completes projects downtown

Spokes led us in prayer and we all left, trying to forget the pain—physical and existential.