PAX: hgtv
PAX (not in Slack): None
FNGs: None
COUNT: 1
Doing high knees, waiting, check the watch (did I reset for daylight savings)…or….was I to be the only sucker? No way. They’ll show. 5 to go. More high knees, waiting. Coulda bolted. Soaked flag, flapping, limp. Still time. They’ll show. More high knees. Teeming rain. Bring in on. I prayed it would rain harder. I prayed the temp would drop 10 degrees. They’ll show up. I prayed this would be the meanest, nastiest, morale breaking workout in history for the pax. That shelter was for coffee and my white board. But alas….Where were my F3 brothers? The stats are in but only tell part of the story. In all your honors I did bunch of stuff. I parted the flooding waters. Vision sucked, nipples raw, I may get trench foot, but got some work done. I did the shawshank. After it all I’m sitting at the bench counting my blessings, watching the rain peter out to nothing, enjoying the peace, a gallon of Amaretto coffee. What a way to start the day.