Flicking battle ropes.
Pulling fire hoses while planking.
Running around the picnic shelter, over and under picnic tables, grabbing and chucking tennis balls in the grass, doing pushups off of tires, running ladder drills, hill sprints, and holding squats. Basically, doing whatever Mat felt like making us do. It was small group training at its best, and I loved it.
I spent some part of every summer between the ages of 8 and 30 at summer camp. It's in my blood. You bet your butt I loved the Outdoor Fitness Challenge. And I was pretty wistful and nostalgic when it was over.
Sure enough, after the first day, I thought I was gonna die. Smashing battle ropes against the pavement for a few minutes burned out my arms out in a way I hadn't felt before! I think I said afterwards, "man, I thought I was in shape. I guess not." But this was simply a whole new level. And I was starting over from the bottom. By the time the 8 weeks had come and gone, I was no longer as intimidated by the kinds of things Mat threw at us. It was always still hard - or as hard as you wanted to make it - but I didn't feel like the Tin Man for days afterwards.
I have to remind myself that this is what I signed up for, with the Badass Dash. Those obstacles on the course will make a tractor tire and fire hose seem like a Fruit Loop and shoelace. But the training? The training for the race will be where the community happens, where nature and fitness come together once again. I hope that this year's training days and times will work into my schedule as beautifully as they did last year.
Now we just need the snow to melt and the sun to come out, already, so things can warm up.
Or the sun beating down on the pavement will remain a distant memory.
* I should note that this really WAS a group training, even though all the pictures are of me. I just didn't want to post photos of people who haven't given their permission. I wasn't the only one crazy enough to show up at the crack of dawn to get my butt handed to me. Honest.