AO: THE FOUNDRY
QiC: Falcon9
Date: 12/24/2025
Title: The night that the Reindeer earned Christmas
Number of HIMs: 8
Clog, Falcon9, OSHA, Scratch, Short Circuit, TestTube, Tin Cup, Zero Turn
Number of FNGs: 0
Name of FNGs:
WarmOrama:
Glorious Tunnels, Toy Soldiers,Side Straddle Hops, Mountain Man Poopers, Imperial Walkers, Sprinklers
Tha Thang:
Christmas joy doesn’t travel by magic alone. It moves on tired legs.
It was still dark when eight reindeer gathered at the North Pole—No sleigh bells. No shortcuts. Just heavy sacks and a job that had to get done.
Santa needed help. So the reindeer did what reindeer do—they carried the weight.
First stop: Benchville.
The bags dug in. Squats reminded everyone this wasn’t a parade—it was a mission.
Then on to Hill City, where the climb asked the question every leg day asks: Are you sure you signed up for this? Lunges answered it one step at a time.
Bankerstown came next. Hump squats. Because nothing says “interest payment” like quads on fire.
By Parklot Town, jump squats and side squats turned coordination into a Christmas miracle. Bags got heavier. Legs got louder. Brotherhood got stronger.
And then—back to the North Pole.
Eight reindeer. Five stops. One full lap around the world.
Toys delivered. Legs pushed. Mission complete.
Because in this story, Santa didn’t save the day with magic.
He did it with men who showed up, carried the weight and finished together.
Christmas joy doesn’t travel by magic alone.
It moves on tired legs.
COT:
Prayers for those with us, those not with us and those pushing through challenges during the holidays. Merry Christmas!