I get asked every day what I am training for.
“Because I can. Because I don’t know how not to. Because I need it.”
“But for what event? Is there a competition?”
“Just me. It’s just for me.”
Those are some of the truest words I’ve ever spoken.
This is real. It hurts, it molds, it is merciless, and it is all I ever want to do. What does that say about me? I don’t care.
Countdown to the RKC
This is my back off week from kettlebell practice. Thursday morning I fly to Minnesota for the RKC weekend. I’m antsy but I’m ready. I’ve worked hard and I feel hard. There is nothing more satisfying than driving fear and insecurity from your body and mind. Every workout gives you a chance to figure out where you’re weak, where you’re scared. Then you get it all out of your system. In those priceless moments of clarity when it’s over, you can’t smile on the outside but you’re glowing within.
You find your weaknesses and kill them off, one at a time, every single day.
I’ve been thinking about this weekend since the last week in October when I signed up. Since then I’ve formed friendships and bonds with incredible people in the strength community. There are many things to love about kettlebells: first in my book is the bond.
I’ve never seen two people getting to know each other and suddenly finding themselves in that golden moment where they both say “You do curls too! I knew there was someone else like me out there!”
You talk to someone who is also training for longs sets of snatches and you both know what that means. There is a bond between people who practice kettlebells. Finding someone to do kettlebells with is like finding an old friend you lost track of.
There is no way to take it easy
Unless you pick up a kettlebell, swing it once, then set it back down, it’s hard to cop out. Here’s what I believe:
- Kettlebells try to kill you.
- They force you to dig down deep and learn something about yourself.
- You can always do more than you think you can.
- You can always do more than you want to.
- You can take more pain than you realize.
Wow, this is getting dramatic and I don’t care. Anyone who reads this who has touched a kettlebell in the last week understands. And they understand why I am looking forward to the RKC weekend.
I have dozens of friends there who I haven’t met yet.
Thank you to all my coaches and friends and readers.
Wish me luck!