What's your out of the box exercise?

I relieved my husband of his mowing job so I could get the extra workout in.

Does knitting count? If so, then I'm a burnin' fool!!

Well the usual joke is always "Does sex count as cardio?". Yes, it does

exactly my thoughts

Sledge Hammer and Tyre
Tyre flips
Box jumps
Pushing a car uphill
Sprinting with a 25 pound weight vest
pulling a 100-200 pound sled
half a mile lunge jumps
Bear crawls up and down a 45 degree hill
Jogging on a tread mill with an elevation mask
Sandbag throws
Jogging on a tread mill whilst carrying a punching bag
Heavy bag slams

Yeah, i hate weight lifting, I hardly touch weights and I hardly lift, everything is outside the box. =]

I go onto youtube look up people doing hip hop dances- them ATTEMPT to learn them and do them along. 7 years, 2 kids, and 50 lbs since I was dancing in HS- momma doesnt got it like she used to

Pole dancing!

I would love to try that! The classes for it are so expensive though :ohwell: Maybe some day!

Dance Dance Revolution! I play it on anywhere between Standard (hard) and Extreme (very hard) depending on the song to amp it up. Even if I get a bad score, I'm sweating like crazy by the end!

I just started a new thing. I bought an army duffle bag at the local army/navy store. I fill it with all old clothes (it's about 40 lbs) and I do all my HIIT training while holding it in front of me or across my shoulders.

I.E.
agility ladder --> agility ladder with duffle
sprints --> sprints with duffle
pushups --> pushups with duffle on my back

plus now there are a few things I couldn't do before that now I do. I.E. attach a harness to a rope and drag the duffle during sprints, do pickup/overhead press/put downs with the bag...etc.

it's super hard, but awesome, and kinda fun. and when you get pissed, you can just punch the thing as hard as you want.

This is a brilliant idea!

Taekwondo... I enjoy beating up teenagers in the dojang since I'm not permitted to beat up my own at home.

Bellydance has for me been a great source of both exercise and motivation. I'm the type of person who has trouble exercising just for the sake of exercising. I do better when I'm "practicing", working towards some goal...then the time tends to just fly by.

I personally do American Tribal Style bellydance (think fokloric rather than sequins and such) and I absolutely love it. Aside from the above, it's a terrific confidence builder, and the tribal bellydance community especially tends to be very inclusive and welcoming of dancers of all ages/sizes/etc.

Cool! I have always wanted to try bellydancing!

I love reggae and dancing to it, it's really great for the thighs!

I play Australian Rules Football (we have training twice a week and games once a week). Not too many people in the US play it.

To spice up my cardio sessions I do HIIT with a footy. So, I'll pretend I am on defense, kicking the ball out to the sideline, sprint it down as though I'm a midfielder, pick it up from the ground, run 40 to 80 yards with it, then have a kick at "goal" as if I'm a forward. Rinse, repeat for about an hour. Great fun, and I get to work on my mad skillz.

I use the playground near my house as my gym. Got the idea from Nerdfitness.com.

There is a forest preserve out where I live called Swallow Cliff. They have abandoned toboggan slides there and a huge steep stone staircase up to the top. People and athletes come from all over to train there. It is a seriously hard work out. My boyfriend and I did it a lot last summer. This year..first warm day we were out there and I slip on the stairs and broke my finger!!!! Kinda put a damper on my enthusiasm to go out there again. But it is a mega calorie burning and conditioning work out. I highly recommend it if your in the Chicago area!!

http://youtu.be/wlchZvaoLlY

http://southtownstar.suntimes.com/lifestyles/6895795-423/126-steps-at-swallow-cliff-not-exactly-a-walk-in-the-park.html


So, you think you’re tough.

Really?

Take your bad self out to Swallow Cliff Forest Preserve and prove it.

It’s been a few years since the toboggan slides were taken out of the once-popular winter destination near Palos Park. Now the steep, undulating hill that once thrilled sledders is covered with grass.

But the people still come. Only now, they come in spring, summer and fall.

They come for the workout of their lives.

The stairs that were once an annoying means to a good downhill slide have become a mecca for workout warriors of all ages, shapes and sizes.

On any given day you see them, panting and sweating their way up and down the steep set of stone steps. These are rugged, serious fitness junkies.

For one brief moment, I joined them.

Look, I am no athlete. I may harbor fantasies of one day taking up speed skating or of giving the Tour de France a spin, but I have both feet planted in middle-aged reality.

I’m grateful to get on my bike and ride for an hour each evening. Sometimes, I “cross train,” meaning I walk my dog, Handsome Ted, and then ride my Schwinn.

Still, I admit, I love a challenge.

And when someone suggested I tackle the stairs, I thought, what’s a few stairs?

I live in a two-story house. I run stairs all the time. How bad could these be?

And then I saw them.

One hundred and twenty-six stone steps, ascending at what appeared to be a 90-degree grade.

Gulp!

I was grateful I’d come prepared.

The night before, I’d chatted with Anthony Gajkowski, a house-calling personal trainer with Amplify Fitness in Woodridge. He was quite encouraging, assuring me that because I exercise regularly I’d be just fine. But he also recommended I warm up, bring water or diluted Gatorade and avoid a large meal beforehand.

“And don’t try to break any records,” he said.

Dressed in “slimming” black sweats, I downed a banana on the drive over and met photographer Joe Meier at base camp.

As I was stepping off, I encountered toned, fit Courtney Miller, 26, of Orland Park.

She was just finishing up her 11th “lap.”

“This is harder than any Stairmaster,” she warned. “It’s way more intense.”

Her sisters, Cayley, 11, and Carlene, 21, agreed.

Carlene said she ran it six times on her first outing. “I was shaking the entire way down the last time.”

Greg Shubat called the stairs, “Probably the most aerobic workout there is. It blows your lungs up.”

Nice.

Shubat works out at Swallow Cliff three times a week with other members of Iron Fitness Extreme, based in Burr Ridge.

His advice for novices: “Don’t look up.”

Camille Anello, of Homer Glen, added, “This is a butt-kicker.”

All this chatting was making me sweat and I hadn’t even hit step one.

It was time to put the pedals to the mettle.

I joined the pilgrimage to the top.

By step 30, I was puffing. By step 70, I was sweating.

The closer I got to the top, the more exaggerated my steps became, as if there were 30-pound weights strapped to my ankles.

But once I reached the summit, and caught my breath, I felt an immediate high. Not only is the view spectacular, well, I did it.

I conquered the stairs.

I felt like busting out the Rocky dance. And then I saw the pebbles.

On a ledge along the top of the stairs are groupings of small stones. Climbers use them to keep track of how many times they’ve gone up and down. Some of the piles had six or seven stones. But others had more than 20.

Anello explained that regulars bring polished stones in old Sucrets containers to mark their laps.

Talk to enough people and you’ll learn about the “legends of the stairs,” people who not only conquer the steps but do so while wearing weights or while carrying infants. One guy, I’m told, hauls a backpack full of sand to the top.

I felt weak. And, oddly enough, compelled to do it again.

So I climbed down and braced for another run, er walk, up the rocky incline.

Halfway there, I questioned my decision. My thighs were burning. My lungs were about to burst.

Would it really be that bad if I sat down and rested for two, three, 40 minutes?

The mosquitoes were motivation to keep moving.

So were the other climbers, some of whom gave you a look of “for shame,” as if they could spot a quitter a mile away.

So I pressed on. And on.

It’s hard to explain the high that comes from doing something you weren’t entirely certain you could do, but really wanted to nonetheless.

When I reached the summit, I felt that rush.

And even though my muscles ached and I was a ball of sweat, I was proud.

And I carried that feeling, stiffly, through the rest of the day.

I play singles tennis, easily for 1.5 to 2 hours, and burn an avg of 700 - 1000 calories !!!