[stairmaster] Shadows and Light

AO: stairmaster
Q: Gasparilla
PAX: Transporter, Tron, Hot Yoga, Chaos, Blade, Mad Dog, Elmer’s, Blue Screen of DEATH, Shriver
FNGs: None
COUNT: 10
What had happened was:

The gloom hit different this morning at StairMaster. Maybe it was the balmy air, maybe it was an unnamed PAX rolling in hot at 5:15 or maybe it was the brat-pack inspired soundtrack drifting off the bleachers like we were all about to star in a John Hughes rom-com. Either way, it was a great day at stairmaster.

We kicked things off with a mosey lap around the track to shake out the legs before moving through a warm-up of Dugan, calf stretch, mericans, runner’s stretch, and plank jacks.

Time for tha thang:
We promised one another not to get lost in the shadows or blinded by the light as we hit the bleachers for our first snake with rucks.
Up and down, weaving across every set of steps, 5 merkins up top and 5 step-ups at the bottom. Transporter was out front per the usual, but the PAX were right behind him all morning—no stragglers, no quit.

A speed lap across the bleachers (sans ruck) lit the legs on fire before we strapped back in for a full track lap with rucks that reminded us all how long a 400m circle can feel.

Next up: 5-minute Core EMOM
-Big Boys
-VUps
-Hammers
-LBCs
-Flutters
45 seconds on, 15 seconds to regret our choices.

Then came round two of bleacher snakes with rucks—because one is never enough.
This time: 10 thrusters at the top, 10 squats at the bottom.

We ditched the rucks again for another speed lap, then threw them back on for the finale:
Up and down the center aisle with progressive burpees at the top—1, 2, 3, as high as all can go until the clock ran out. PAX were gassed and grateful as they rolled into 10sec of have a nice day.

Everyone pushed. Everyone suffered. Nobody got left behind in the shadows.

COT: Gratitude given. Prayers lifted. Headlamps banned from Stairmaster.

Until next time, keep climbing boys!