A very nice session was had by all. I built a plywood box over my lunch hour to facilitate box jumps. The 22″ x 22″ plywood box serves up a fine leg numbing obstacle when tackled directly after the “flesh storm”. Otherwise business as usual. Looking forward to next week. More »
Mission Gorge will always occupy a special place in my heart. It was there that I first climbed outdoors, first lead a trad climb with the 5 pieces of gear I owned at the time and subsequently fell and ripped out my first piece and decked. More »
Gas fill-up: $30.00
Morning coffee: $1.00
Restroom pitstop: $.25
Shoving your fingers in a perfect crack: Priceless. More »
Okay, assholes. Since nobody is posting anything to PH, I’ll stick this little TR from when the fires were raging, the gym was closed, and we had to fucking crank! More »
I am pleased to report another successful WYW. Complete with spectators and superb punishment. This weeks workout was carried out under a most excellent live Slayer show played off WYW’s new ghetto blaster, now respectfully deemed, “The Death Box”. A first ever, the music undoubtedly kicked up the intensity with such songs as Flesh Storm, Raining Blood, I Hate You, Aggressive Perfector, Here Comes the Pain and many others. As a tribute, we will be renaming the Sled Drag exercise “Flesh Storm”. More »
On the way back from Joshua Tree, Josh, Alex, Albert, and myself stopped at Texas Lucy’s in Temecula. We gorged ourselves on flatulence inducing grub, made obscene comments about the waitresses (whose ass cheeks and cleavage are more apparent than the Bush administration’s hypocrisy), and talked about climbing. More »
