PAX: 8 Seconds, Blindside, Burrito, Dundee, Lyft, Ponce, Sherlock,
Folks, we cannot overlook the first obvious detail. 5:15am startex —
I mean, like…. What!? in the actual, Same. Greer…. are we doin here friends? This already felt like torture.
Worse yet, from my third residence (non-primary) Signal Mountain Chalet, I have a 25 minute drive. Translated: I wake up at 4:20am (AMIRITE!?!!?!!! WAKE AND …. SLAY SON! THIS ISN’T COLLEGE) to an alarm that says, “Bruh, I didn’t really want to be the one to tell you this, but it’s time. Wake up king 👑 .”
So. I woke up. It felt like I fell asleep 30 minutes ago. So, we worked out basically last night and this backblast feels like it’s 24 hours late. #Cobains (obscure lexicon references are sometimes ok)
In my not-yet-awakened stupor, I surmised that those other AOs operating on a 5:30am startex, “sissy time” – as it shall be called heretofore, aren’t doing hard things any more.
In comparison, 5:30am now just seems… convenient. What a time to be alive.
So, I arrive a bit early, 8 Seconds is there already and prepared with planted shovel (!!!), Burrito’s asleep in his car [his non-primary (but closest in proximity to Detention) residence is even further than mine]. I think he just squatted in the parking lot over night. Good move, that.
The cars are rolling in. The humidity is real, y’all. Nothing relative about this. In this deep, sunken-down hole, often called a “valley”, it is brimming with moisture.
I’m wearing the ugliest shirt I have and quite possibly the ugliest arrangement of colors on any given color palette known to man. It’s a crime and a sin what “Steve-o” put together for the Renegades in that one and only softball season. I’m embarrassed for myself. Everyone else just feels sad for me.
“He’s gotta be color-blind, y’all”, one man said.
Another man chimed in, “His Mom and Dad don’t love him”.
A third, from out of nowhere said, “PENIS!”
It was then, that I knew, it was time. Fighting through the tears and the embarrassment, the disclaimer was presented; poorly.
Forward folds without cadence so that Burrito could say hello to everyone and ensure that he’s seen, inner thigh stretching…ohhh okay Burrito we heard you on the last one, WMH as he continues to interrupt and talk over everyone, arm circles – not the baby kind – this is a 5:15am workout – none of that sophomoric or third-grade nonsense….and scene!
Mosey to start of what will become a run with merkins, which some would also affectionately refer to as a
25 merkins every .25 mile, with some backwards walking UP the hills
Head over to the field to the cone set up; approximately ~15 yards apart
Ladder with Bunnies Murdered and now Resurrected
10 SSH at the start line every round, Incremented reps of Burpees per the round
— Reverse Murder Bunny / Block Pull up the not-so-steep-but-noticeable-mole-hill
Complementary # of reps in a Clean/Press to John McCain move
— Rifle carry to start for additional rounds
Love him or hate him, you cannot deny him and his success. It’s almost college football season, which means everyone’s excited about football. Nick Saban’s program at Alabama is one of the top programs nationally every year. It’s not by surprise, not by mistake. He has a list of values that he requires of his team, coaches, and staff.
The first value is “Discipline”
It states that there are two pains in life; the pain of discipline and the pain of disappointment. If you master the former, you’ll not need to concern yourself with the latter.
Teddy Roosevelt had this to say about discipline:
“The one quality which sets one man apart from another – the key which lifts one to every aspiration while others are caught up in the mire of mediocrity – is not talent, formal education, nor intellectual brightness – it is self-discipline. With self-discipline all things are possible. Without it, even the simplest goal can seem like the impossible dream.”
I shared my experience this past Summer, coaching the 9 & 10 year old All-Star baseball team on Signal to a 2nd place district finish among 12 other teams (3rd in the state among 16). We had no business being there and no one expected it since our team was young; 80% 9 year old’s playing against 10 year old competition. But, no one told our team they weren’t expected to amount to much. They were only coached to practice hard, weekly; improving themselves each time they stepped out to play. They were not measured against someone else’s expectations, only their own.
Despite their coaching, their discipline (not their talent) was what earned a higher than expected finish.
The daily grind in the moment seems hard – impossible even, at times – but it may be more than your competitor commits to doing. It is through self-discipline that you become your only competitor and you become the standard by which others measure themselves. As TDR said it better than me, “it is the quality that sets one man apart from another”.
- The Yankee Clipper is legendary; for a lot of things
- Burrito’s got a great joke about comebacks – ask him about it (privately)
- Burrito loves Limp Bizkit
- The last two points may or may not be related
- Cock Commander
- Ponce tells me as we’re almost done that he thought we were to do 10 reps on the other side for the entirety of the workout. No, Ponce, it’s a ladder, not suicide. Some say he’s still out at detention right now finishing those reps. Someone please check on him around lunch time.
As my Grandpa used to tell me, “If you’re gonna be dumb, you better be tough”
- … and that Ponce fella is tough
AOQ Passing of the flag Monday at Detention; great job in your leadership Nordic Track. 8 Seconds is awesome and doing things right. Two great men and a well-established future for this group at Detention.