As you saw in a previous post, I’ve done some guest blogging with one of my Twitter friends and kettlebell/fitness fiend Adrienne “Girya Girl” Harvey. In a more recent post on her blog, I wrote about my experience as a volunteer “victim” for the May 2012 Russian Kettlebell Certification training workshop held in Vienna, Virginia.
An amazing experience, both for myself, and for the rite of passage I was privileged to witness in those being certified that day.
One of the questions that came out of the experience, posed by my coach (Salim, one of the new RKCs-in-the-making) was, “When are you going up for certification?” And I had no answer for him.
I hadn’t thought, until that moment, beyond what the work I had done would accomplish for me. Losing the “Jabba Butt”. Getting healthy. Gaining strength. Putting energy back into my life, my smile, my walk, my everything!
But what if? What could a certification–if I could manage it–do for others?
Are there other women, like me, approaching mid-life and stuck, or lost, behind the sad walls their own bodies and bad habits have built up over the years? Other folks for whom the simple (yet phenomenally challenging) ballistics of an iron ball with a handle might work its strong magic?
September 15. Pittsburgh. HKC. Let’s find out.