“I’m in the pain cave!” Will shouts from across the field, after Mike asks him how he’s doing.
Trainer Ted’s got his group doing one-minute circuits of kettlebell swings, bodyweight squats, sandbag presses, medicine ball throws and walking lunges carrying a huge PVC pipe half-full of water.
I know how Will feels. I’m fighting the urge to grab my knees (”If I catch you bent over it’s 20 squats!”) after a round of tire flipping and jumps. My lungs are not happy with me.
Ted’s group takes over the Prowlers and the tractor tires while Mike runs us through some agility drills and burpees on the speed ladder. My lungs are increasingly cranky…little do they know Mike has suicides planned after the speed ladder. During the suicides, my hamstrings chime in to agree with my lungs about my general lack of cardiovascular endurance and my day is pretty much over.
All in all, a great Saturday afternoon out in the sunshine running around, jumping around, and throwing things with a fun group of people.
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stickboybike says:
There’s something to be said for a dozen strangers getting together on a given day and giving it all they’ve got. I’ve been oddly enough seeking solace in these kind of workouts now.
You owe it to yourself to get involved with these sessions. Why? Jobs are getting more stressful, marriages are straining under the financial weight we all carry from providing for our children and each other, world news and national politics has the community grumpy as hell. Cross workouts like these keep your body in tune. And a tuned body (doesn’t have to been Magazine Cover gorgeous) equals a tuned mind thus allowing you to better handle your day to day activities.
Knowing what it takes to get to your physical threshold, feeling those endorphins racing as you gnash you teeth behind the prowler, will make the daily troubles, easier to handle.