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Q: Flea

DISCLAIMER: Given

WARMUP: 

20 Hillbillies
20 Imperial Walkers
20 SSH
20 Lunges
20 Cherry Pickers

THE THANG

Modified Triple Nickles – Moseyed to the Hill to start some Spartan Training!
5 – burpees at the bottom
5 – 4 count WWII Situps at the top
—3 reps
Moseyed back to the playground by the shovel flag for 1 round of
– Aussie Merkins (Timer – 20 reps)
– Dips
– Derkins
– Step Ups
Finally, back to the shovel flag for 50 Calf Raises, 20 Squats and 20 Mountain Climbers.

Ended with Number-O-Rama, Name-O-Rama, COT.

MOLESKIN+
Don’t forget to keep thinking about the Spartan Race later this Spring. More Details HERE. Free Samples is taking Hard Commits now!!!

Words of Wisdom: Building on DIRTY JOBZ Use of poetry, I felt like we needed some Shakespearean culture in our lives.

Discussion From the Art of Manliness
“Knowing how to inspire and lead others is an essential manly attribute. In Shakespeare’s  Henry V, King Henry exemplifies manliness in action as he rallies his army against the highly skilled French knights. In his “Saint Crispin’s Day” speech, Henry V speaks of glory, honor, and brotherhood- all ideals that inspire even the most despairing and downtrodden of men. Read this fictional, and yet powerful speech when you’re feeling unmotivated and depressed. It will stir you to focus on the legacy you are building and will pass on to your sons and to history. “

“St. Crispin’s Day Speech”

By: William Shakespeare

WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!

KING. What’s he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark’d to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian.’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.’
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.

LEXICON: Word of the day–
3S2T- Strength, Speed, Stamina, Toughness (physical) and Toughness (mental).