Ice9 showed up in an electric vehicle this morning. I stated that it didn’t fit his persona but he claimed I need to expand my perceptions of him and that I “can’t put [him] in a box”.
Apart from that anomaly, Ice9 was the exact same Ice9 that I thought I knew. I mean, if I gave you the description:
1. Always in the front
2. Confrontationally encouraging
3. Creates loud, over-the-top grunting noises while exercising
you would say: “that’s Ice9”, right? Yeah, me too. Sounds like a package deal. A box, you might say.
Oh right…the workout:
We wore rucks (some 30#, some 45#, and some 50#). We did ruck-on merkins and squats. We climbed stairs. We did 7s and ruck-on burpees and step-ups. We finished with the Meat Grinderâ„¢
Penalty Box bday #76 tomorrow at Diesel
Chatterbox took us out