22 pax on a cool and clear morning to shoot some dice on the slopes of graveyard hill. A loose line of people, working their way up the front of the line to farmer carry jugs to the summit and back. While waiting in turn we rolled dice to pick our own fate: roll a 1-9, do that many pushups. Roll a 10, that many Burpees. 11-19 got you squats. A 20 got you that many heels-to-heavens.
1st q and 3rd f3 workout in 9 weeks. Excuses are easy to come by. I’m glad I’m back out from under them!