The Saturday Morning Crew is a bunch of fitness misfits.  A collection of the weeks most gruesome and insane.

I like this group for the simple reason all I need to instruct is when to STOP!

So when it comes to a newer person talking trash and putting of a full set of nuts inside the scrotum you know the smack talk will fly.

Today we had 8 x 40 yard Prowler pushes to do with only 90 pounds.  However, the parking lot was wet in spots and if you have never pushed across a wet surface...Prowlers magically grow anchors.  When "Big Mike" bellowed that he needed an additional 90 pounds because he was twice the "little guys" size, I readily agreed to his request.

Go get 'em Big Mike and chuck 'em on.  He did.  Got to the 20 yard mark and the sprint became a jog, then a walk, then a stop.

I was next and made him take the weight off so that I could put my plan into action...(See Prowler Training by yours truly in The Make a Wish book 3)

When it became Big Mikes turn again, I told him to load the additional 90 that he requested.  He did, and he died!

Needless to say, the Right of Passage, or what I call the Hurl of Fame was again established.

Inside the Strength and Conditioning World in my corner of it, I am Omnipotent!  The Burning Bush Itself!!!

Don't question my a thor a tay! (Cartman voice)

Then we did:

Back Extension: 5x10

GHR: 2x15

Power Skip: 6x10 yards

Sprint I: 6x10 yards

Sprint II: 6x40 yards

Then Hunter and I played catch with the Lacrosse sticks (off hand only)