March 27, 2018

Sand to Glass

AO:  The Sandlot

QIC:  Costello (VQ!)

THE SCENE:   60* and dry with solid gusts of wind here and there.



SSH x 15 IC
Arm Circles x 10 IC.  Reverse, x 4 IC.

Mosey to volley ball court.


Sand to Glass.

QIC gave the PAX an overview of how sand is made into glass, which is frankly terrifying when you are standing in front of Gus’ playground.

Perform one squat jump, one side straddle hop, and one merkin.  User’s choice on the mode of transportation across the desert–bear crawl, alligator crawl (a new favorite, but very hard to execute without eating sand), spider crawl, broad jump, karaoke.  Once to the other side, repeat.  Rinse and repeat back and forth about 4 or 5 times.

Mosey to Union, to Hollywood, and back through The Sandlot to the volley ball court via the skate park.  Approximately 1.5 miles.  QIC led front-running PAX in planks at various points until the six caught up.

Line up at one end of volleyball court.  Sprint to other side, perform one merkin.  Rinse and repeat back and forth.  Some PAX chose to ladder the reps during this portion.  At about 6:05, circle up for Mary.


Iron Cross while discussing ways members of the PAX have seen God this week, courtesy of Crayfish.

Mountain climbers x 30 IC.

LBCs x 20 IC.

Indian run around the volleyball court.  Mosey back to Start.  Circle up for Flutterkicks x 20 IC


12 PAX, 0 FNGs.  Hanson (Willy Loman from Franklin), Bookworm, Choker, Traffic Jam (Willy Loman from Winchester), Father Abraham, Mmmbop, Teacher’s Pet, Sir Mix a Lot, Mothballs, Crayfish, Toms, Costello.


QIC read the following quote from Teddy Roosevelt:

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat. 

QIC encouraged the PAX to fight and push for the benefit of those around them.  How we deal with conflict and respond to trials and circumstances in life send a message about our God to the world.  We are being watched, so let’s fight with all we’ve got for the kingdom.


Everyone loves the sand.  Obviously.

During the Indian run, QIC instructed the individual sprinting to the front to yell his name over and over… loudly.  YHC is not entirely sure where this idea came from, but QIC led with fervor, and the PAX followed suit. The PAX’s enthusiasm was rewarded, for when Father Abraham commenced his sprint, he only got through “FATHER ABRAHAM!!” one time before the PAX burst into unified song:  “Father Abraham had many sons.  Many sons had Father Abraham.  I am one of them, and so are you, so let’s all praise the Lord.  LA LA LA LA!”  That, my friends, is a win.


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