Alright let’s get into today’s thing. Saw some old Kimbo Slice fights and Tank Abbott brawls back in the day. Pure chaos, right? That raw power. Got me thinking, stupidly, “Could I even scratch that kind of ugly, strong style?” Figured I’d try something rough just to see what it felt like. Here’s how that mess went down.
The Gear Hunt
First step? Needed stuff that looked beaten up. No shiny new gear for this. Hit up Craigslist, those sketchy garage sales.
- Found these ancient leather grip things at a flea market – looked like they wrestled bears.
- Dug out a thick, stiff log from the backwoods behind my cousin’s place.
- Had an old, rusty steel sled tucked away in the shed, full of dirt.
- Stole my neighbor’s ugly cinderblocks he left out. Heavy, awkward things.
The “Workout” Disaster
Thought I’d try mixing that old strongman stuff Kimbo did with Tank’s just… raw punching power. Didn’t plan much. Big mistake.
Started with those nasty grip things. Could barely hang on for five seconds. Felt like my fingers were tearing off. Skipped that quick.
Tried flipping that stupid log. Got it maybe waist high? Nope. Dropped it right back down. Just awkward and crushing. Left it in the dirt.
Loaded the rusty sled with all three cinderblocks. Gritted my teeth, grabbed the ropes, and pulled. Holy hell. Felt like my hips were screaming, back felt wrong immediately. Dragged it maybe ten feet. Everything hurt.
Okay, Maybe Slow Down
Sat on the ground breathing hard. This wasn’t working. Felt beaten already. Needed to copy less, feel it more. Made it simpler, faster. Forget mimicking them perfectly.
Switched to just pure pushing and pulling. Short bursts.
- Pushing: Parked my buddy’s beat-up pickup truck on the grass. Got low and just shoved with everything. Just short, brutal pushes forward. Chest and arms burned.
- Pulling: Used thick, heavy chains wrapped around my waist. Ran backwards dragging them, felt like something was trying to rip my legs off.
- Carrying: Hoisted two cinderblocks and just walked. Heavy, awkward, banging against my legs. Just focused on grabbing hard and walking.
Did maybe ten rounds of that stuff. Push truck, drag chains, carry blocks. Rest was just catching my breath until I felt ready to explode again.
What Actually Happened?
Got absolutely wrecked. Felt shaky and wrung out after. Not strong like Kimbo or brutal like Tank. Not even close. That kind of power… you don’t just copy it.
But I learned something concrete about that messy strength feeling. That grip on those blocks? Pure survival. Shoving the truck? It’s a whole body earthquake. Dragging those chains feels like you’re fighting the earth itself.
It wasn’t pretty. It wasn’t efficient. But for a few minutes, I felt like I was fighting with weight instead of lifting it. The neighbors probably thought I was crazy. Maybe they’re right. Would I do it again? Maybe. It hurt. But it felt real.
