I’ve gotten bored with running.  I came up with a pretty good circuit around the neighborhood, but now, I’m getting tired of passing the same ol’ mailboxes and what not.  Don’t even get me started on the Y. I mean, I really like the Zumba classes that I’ve been taking, but on the off days, trying to get on a treadmill is like standing in line for bread during the Depression.  I burn more calories trying to will people off the machines than I do actually moving my bod.

I’ve been driving around town (quelle surprise), and I kept passing the shopping center up the block from our house.  I noticed that one of the end units is undergoing some kind of renovation.  “Another restaurant,” I mused.  On one of my runs, which takes me past said shopping center, I saw they’d hung a banner in the window: www.richmondkettlebellclub.com

Hmmmm. . .consider my curiosity piqued.

I visited the website, and after a quick read through of the various tabs.  Here’s my Cliff-Noted version: Russian based physical training program involving a cannonball with a handle.

Oh, I’m totally all over that. And yes, I know, I know, I’m tardy to the party.  But, like with my forays into Pilates, P90X and Zumba, better late than never.

I called them up and inquired about their free trial class, which I will be trying out this Saturday.  Sunday, I’ll probably be trying out Ben-Gay and Icy-Hot in various applications.  No pain, no gain, right?