Dusty Sprint-field

Wednesday's Camden GoodGym run was a short one, it was only 2.5-3k. However it wasn't a walk in the park - it was one of the tougher challenges we have had! In one hour we lifted and carried roughly 6 tonnes of rubble over 400 metres. Pfffffff!

Portable Oasis

We headed to the Skip Garden in Kings Cross. The Skip Garden is a project run by Global Generation. Here's a link which describes what global generation are up to. The Skip Garden was designed and built by young people and local volunteers on the rapidly changing Kings Cross site. It's portable, so as new buildings spring up they're able to shift the Garden to a new location. Its a portable green oasis amongst the concrete structures.

Call in the Cavalry

Excitingly a new poly tunnel is set to arrive on Thursday, but the only place that they could install it was home to a mountain of building rubble. Obviously Paul took the best available option and called us to see if we could shift it pronto.

When we arrived the job looked simple. Admittedly the pile was huge (probably around 7 tonnes), but we only had to stick it all in sacks and drag it out the main gate. It was only a 40-50metre journey. Easy easy easy easy!

The key to an easy life

However when Paul went to unlock the gate he quickly realised that the person who looked after it had frustratingly taken it home with them. It wasn't a problem to us - we just decided to drag those bags through the main gates, round the buildings and into the rubbish tip. It just made the task roughly 25.6% harder.

We commandeered wheelbarrows, trolleys and buckets and began filling, lugging and emptying them on the other side as quickly as we could. It was really dusty work (I'm still picking bits out of my hair), and the bags were incredibly heavy. Everyone put a real shift in, regularly swapping roles to give people a rest as they started to tire. It got to 8pm and we still had a mountain to climb, so we started searching for anything we could find to carrying more rubble. We went for a 'hardcore 10min push'; sprinting from place to place, pushing piles of rubbish under the fence and carrying bricks in our hands. It was something to behold!

Dash for home

At 8.20 we were finally finished; knackered but elated at the sight of a job well done. Unfortunately it meant we only had 10mins left to get back to the centre, so we upped the speed and legged it back before Bob shut the centre doors. Great stuff y'all