Warm-O-Rama = I don’t really remember… Does anyone really care about the warm-up anyway…? There was a little of this and some of that. Probably some SSHs and week pickers
I had a big ‘ol tractor tire that we needed for one of the exercises. Problem was it was in my truck. And needed to be across the parking lot. We split into two columns and passed the tire forward over head Indian Run style (kinda)for about 80 yds or so until we got to the desired location.
Once that was done we split into two teams while I explained the relay course before us. It went a little like this: a member of each team ran the course while everyone else had some exercised to do, I’ll get to that in a moment. The relay consisted of riding a balance bike (yea, they are like 14” tall) in any fashion possible across the parking lot, beat the tire with a pair of mallets or a sledge hammer, crawl under two barricades (about 10 yds), farmers carry two cinderblocks while weaving in and out of some cones, then do it all again back to the start. Some modification for the barrier crawls was necessary. The first two runners, Rubberneck and Maaco couldn’t make it under with out knocking them over. If the skinny guys had trouble then there wasn’t any hope for the rest of us… One side of the barrier was raised on a cinderblock, to make it easier but still challenging.
While the runners were running, everyone else had to do the following: SSHs, BAMF hammer tricep extensions, frog squats, Carolina dry docks, Big BAMF hammer swings, seal jacks, coupon curls, squat/press/step with coupon, post big boys, reverse lunges, and dips. Phew… Everyone started at a random position doing as many reps with the best form possible. When the runners got about half-way through the course, we would rotate to the next exercise.
Everyone made it through the course with a few minutes to spare. We had to get the tire back to the truck. Across the parking lot. We did a bear-crawl Indian Run. In turn, each pax flipped the tire twice then returned to the back of the bear-crawling line. By the time the tire was back in the truck, time was up and we circled up at the flag.