The Lactic Report, 4.30.11 “Raison d’etre”
SANDBAGS VIII.
Stay loose. Stay liquid. Laugh a lot. But be ready. That's what Dupree's doing with his life's little pod. Staying nimble till I get the call from the mother ship. My raison d'étre. Then I'd fight. Then you'll see Dupree coming in here throwing seven different kinds of smoke!
~ Dupree (Owen Wilson) from “You, Me and Dupree”
Okay, the box score …
Starting Line up:
J-Delta (8)
Buck (8)
KX (7)
Doc (7)
Cornbread (6)
One-Lap (6)
Smoke (5)
NOLA (2)
Rock (2)
The Workout
Ring o’ Fire: A ‘Call to Arms’ for the brave & faithful that showed up. Heavy doses of push-ups, pull-ups and Carolina Lockdowns with lots of core work to break up the routine (a lil’ something we like to call ‘active recovery’). Pull-up calibration followed the Ring. Very happy to report incremental gains across the board. Clearly this whole Sandbags ‘thang’ is working. Forget the globo-gym fools gold … lift what God gave you and repeat. #Whodathunk?
The Dirty Details: After a steady 20 min in da’ Ring, we broke off into 2-man teams to run the gauntlet. Cornbread & KX (paired up like two lost socks) made a quick break from the main pack. One-Lap & Rock formed the chase group with Michigan & Smoke and NOLA & Doc (respectively … or should I say respectably?) comprising the main peleton. J-Delta, left hanging courtesy of Buck (hence forward known as ‘Fitty Cent’, see below) brought up the rear. The usual prescription of tire pulls, tire flip, karaoke, sprints, tire run, and spider crawls with a heavy serving of Timbers, ad nauseam.
As always, T-claps to Michigan
Random grains of sand ….
Dollar Menu:
Doc noted the absence of any evidence of an early morning visit to Mickey D’s. Those sausage biscuits may warm your belly, but rest assured, Chez Croc serves nothing but ‘bad fuel’. (See Lactic Report, Week VII “The Big Spit” for clarification).
Fitty-Cent:
Buck, who shares a perfect attendance record, raptured half way through the morning without proper clearance from the tower. As a result, our even number 10 became the composite number 9. Seriously Brother, did you think we wouldn’t notice? While Sandbags doesn’t have the expansive lexicon our Tar Heeled brethren claim, I’m officially proposing the addition of ‘Fitty-Cent’, defined as cutting short and/or skipping out without prior approval (not to be confused with an Epstein).
Regression Analysis:
Ok Smoke, so I had to dust off some old Statistics 101 notes to compile this. You see, you’ve got these dependent and independent variables and you can predict the value of one when the others change and there’s this other thing called the Method of Least Squares … and truthfully, I don’t know what any of that crap means …. I was a Liberal Arts major, but even I know that if you take an entire week off, it’s gonna hurt like a bloody blister when you come back. No worries mah’ brutha’, you’re back. Kick it up a notch this week and we’ll see you next Saturday.
Tire Queens :
[Doc: ‘NOLA and I had to ‘mod’ the tire pull, but it was cool’]
Cool? An Unauthorized MOD? Reeeaaalllllyy? And the two of you just came up with this on your own? Well I’ll see your MOD and raise you. The price of poker just went up.
ANNOUNCEMENTS & NEWS
Calibration
Next pull-up calibration is Week XII. Work on this during the week. Goal is a minimum of +5.
10x Teaser
Smoke has a surprise in store for everyone after your 10th Sandbags. Keep showing up brothers, keep showing up.
Mid week training. Morning runs (6:00 a.m.) on Tues & Thurs leaving from Summergrove Golf Club; distance varies (4-7 miles). Show up or contact me or KX if you want to run.
Be sure to invite a friend for next week. May our group grow in numbers and in strength.
J-Delta
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