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Behold the World’s First Strongman Marathon

Like most athletes, Michael Miraglia has a opposition mantra: “Let long term you worry about it.” As opposed to most athletes, however, “future” Michael’s path on this freezing morning in February is paved with pain: a 250-pound tire flip, a three hundred-pound yoke wander, and a 70-pound farmer’s have, every single for a complete mile. That’s for the reason that the 29-12 months-outdated exercise coach is tackling the world’s to start with Strongman Marathon, a race of his personal sadistic design.



Above the course of a grueling nine hrs and eighteen minutes on Utah’s Bonneville Salt Flats, the previous rugby participant turned rock climber turned elite impediment course racer turned CrossFitter, would grunt via fourteen miles of functioning with a 20-pound weighted vest, alternating every single mile with a distinct strongman motion. In addition to the tire flip, yoke wander, and farmer’s have, there had been burpee wide jumps, a “dummy” fireman have, handstand wander, two hundred-pound sled push, two hundred-pound sled drag, two hundred-pound sandbag have, kettlebell toss, and going for walks lunges.

Michael Miraglia doing weighted vest run and sled push
Michael Miraglia undertaking weighted vest run and sled push Courtesy Impression

And although the endeavor would lead to nearly just about every muscle to seize from overuse, it would also pose an tremendous mental obstacle. When the surroundings was countless miles of frozen salt, with no crowd of screaming spectators, and the reward for releasing one particular muscle team from their flood of lactic acid was the prospect to hammer at a further established, how did he discover the mental toughness to endure?

It was pitch black and well below freezing at 6:00 a.m. when Miraglia stood, observing his breath dangle in the air, at the start line. Along with him for guidance had been his girlfriend, father, and a digicam crew from his sponsor, attire enterprise 10 Thousand. Traveling back and forth between 3 800-meter markers as he ticked off every single mile, Miraglia subsisted mostly on heat hen broth and 80-cent ramen packets to manage electrolytes, and loads of banana bread to replenish glycogen stores (and “because I like banana bread a great deal,” Miraglia confesses).