KETTLEBELL KING

The mist of the mountain…

Swaddled his skin.

It enveloped him whilst he sat in meditation. His BODY started shivering, but he was so wired in, so focused that he couldn’t feel a thing. The KETTLEBELL KING was a beast, an animal, a man of primal power beyond your average human, which is why he was sitting, meditating amongst the mist of the highest mountain, unable to feel anything other than the raw energy of source pouring into his BODY.

Under the influence of such divine energy, it wasn’t only his physical crown that was shining; his crown chakra was glowing too. As the pure, uninterrupted life force of universal power entered his head, his crown chakra received godly instruction. As the flow of universal current flooded his BODY, he was downloading exactly what he needed to know.

Eventually, when he opened his eyes, he knew the answer to his question. When he climbed the mountain months ago, he did so out of burning curiosity. He walked his giant kettlebells – kettlebells that no mortal man could carry – up the steep slope of the mountain and into a cave. There, he stayed under the conditions of primal influence, stripped of his king like comforts, only venturing out to sit in the cold mist of the mountain to perform the practice of meditation…