(Of course this picture is a metaphor ... but I feel like it happened for me).
Enter my kettlebell experiment. I grabbed my old Pavel books and started re-reading them; I also re-watched, and re-watched ETK on video. I had read & watched before but at the time I wasn't ready to convert to the evil Russian kettlebells. Now I was ready. I bought a kettlebell and enlisted to tryout for the SFG ranks. A kettlebell is a personal gym with a handle, could it get more simpler?
After earning my SFG I had the luxury of practicing "kettlebelling" in So-Cal. I was a trainer at a busy gym in Santa Monica, CA. Throw a few (or sometimes just 1) kettlebell(s) in my truck drive to the park or beach & get to work. Some workouts were specific 30 minute blasts - some would consist of playing around with strength as long as needed. It was a lot of fun and freeing to be outside and practicing strength with kettlebells (perhaps that's the SoCal hippie talking).
So that's it right, simple. Well as Dan John has written, "Things are going so well..[I had better].. screw it up!"