I'm a little upset at my fellow folks. People are "giving up" on maintaining any kind of routine, and boy of boy are there "excuses".
Sunday night, the Walleye and Taylor put in a mad show of squats, straight leg dead lifts, benches, and rows. Big, powerful compound movement brutally defining hard work. Tuesday, Big Papa...with a no call no show....probably work as usual. No CrazyLegs ever at my house. Big Papa's grandson isn't coming by since he doesn't have a ride. No Hippie, but I do occasionally see him jogging with his daughter, so I don't know why he's turning his back on me.
Last night, lots of curls and presses, calf raises to the roof and going tabata all over the Schwin AirDyne. I've got cardio tonight and more backyard antics at Taylor's tomorrow, but it looks like BeanTown might be down with an injury, and CrazyLegs can quickly make himself scarce.
The invitation is always there. The Free Fitness Movement, 3 days a week, 2 different locations....just show up and kick your own butt!
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