I advertised that we’d be getting relatively low mileage for a 60 minute workout and I got a lot of skepticism. I got 2.7 and feel like that was accurate. The question then becomes “if we’re not running then what are we doing?”
After a very short mosey to my truck to grab a 60# sandbag we took off down the path to the palace. YHC took the sandbag first and after a 1/4 mile we did some warmups and then Mute took over sandbag duties. By the way, Mute was on the fence about joining us for Swarm since he had “already done 3 gym workouts this week” and was looking for some “cardio”. After basically shaming him into joining us…haha, sucker
We made our way in a circuitous route towards the high school parking lot, doing some bear crawls and donkey kicks along the way. Eventually, though, we made it to the parking lot where I had staged the remainder of the gear: 3 coupons, 4 kettlebells, 1 30# ruck, 1 slosh tube, and one 35# plate for hairburners that all got added to the 60# sandbag we brought with us.
The Thang: each person chose a piece of gear (and we had just enough). The pax with the 35# plate was the timer and did a hairburner from the curb to the second parking line and back. The rest of the group did and AMRAP of:
– coupons – Simbas
– kettlebells – Squat Thrusters
– ruck – bear crawl
– 100# sandbag – carry out and back
– slosh tube – carry out and back
Once the timer completed everyone rotated right and repeato. After a full round of everyone on the hairburner I had to make sure Mute got in his cardio so we did Burpeecides:
Run to the first parking lot line and do 5 burpees then run back to the curb. Repeato to the next line and 4 burpees, then 3, and so on. Cardio = check
Back to the gear we did another full rotation. This time Dasher maliciously knocked the end off the slosh tube and all the water poured out, ruining it for everyone. As punishment I made everyone finish doing what we were doing. Then we ran another set of suicides, but this time with Squats ranging from 10 down to 2.
With not enough time left for another rotation, I was looking for something evil to inflict when Zinfandel suggested we carry all the gear back to COT. That works. So we did. Transporter was dumb tough yeah dumb enough to carry the 100# sandbag the entire way. Everyone else rotated gear as we made our way back. We finished with a few Little Boys and some Merkins to wrap it up