On the Radio

This morning I started a video workout. It’s one of those that goes on for three months, and has a schedule of what section to do each day. Today was “Arms & Back” and a short Ab workout.

I’m pretty sure I did 4892 pushups, (on my knees because I knew I wasn’t in very good shape) and 5276 “pull ups” (I used a band wrapped around the handle on the freezer).

I knew I was going to have a hard time, but this was far worse than I had imagined. By the time I finished doing the girly pushups and the sissy pull ups, I couldn’t even put a towel on the shelf over my head. And I was quite nauseous.

Right now I am still weak, but not sore, yet. I’m not looking forward to tomorrow. I will not be able to move, and have to do another “arm” workout.

Today’s Exploit:

Hand-held radios always seem to bring out some odd humor. I recall a fire trip where the crew had much hilarity over name combinations when calling each other.

The same goes for rig hands, though not necessarily names. This is the first conversation I heard today:

Hand 1: I said Red Fox to Gray Squirrel.

Hand 2: Moose Antler.

Hand 3: Possum Belly, Peanut Butter

Hand 1: Out

The second conversation was about how polite people were being on the radio:

Hand 1: With all the sir, yes sir, please and thank yous going on you’d think we had a gay rig out here.

Hand 2: There’s no sense being disrespectful, I’d even say please and thank you to ****. I’ll be polite to **** until it’s time to be disrespectful.

Hand 1: I guess that’s ok then.

These guys crack me up. You never knew that the oilfield had so many stand up comics, did you?