HEADS UP, SAM McElvie. I'm coming to your class this week. You'll get a workout too, from laughing at my lack of mobility and falling down. You've seen it before.
Sam just opened Gem City Movement at Eighth and State in Calftown. She had an open house Saturday morning, and the place looks amazing.
The thought of going to a fitness center or gym can be intimidating. Gem City Movement is anything but intimidating. Everybody is invited and everybody can do it. The idea is to move, however much you can. Or, in my case, can't.
Actually I'm in decent shape right now, mostly from walking six-plus miles a day as a courier for Blessing. I'm trying to eat better. And I quit drinking, a huge reason.
I don't know Sam that well but I have immense respect for her, and she is one of the few people I follow on social media. A while back she wrote about her decision to not drink anymore, and it resonated. It's not about having a problem or getting a DUI or relying on it to get through the day - it's all about not feeling like crap after you drink.
Haven't missed it a bit.
Saturday morning at her studio, I was talking to Judge Tad Brenner, himself a great story about moving and coming back from a serious injury. Sam came up and made a joke about me being so tall. I told her I can't jump or move that well so it all evens out.
"Oh, I've seen you fall off a stage. You can move," she said.
True. She's referring to the legendary YWCA lip-sync contest, which our little group won, by the way. It was worth busting up the ribs and it was all for a good cause - I showed Sam the photos of my rib cage a few days after the event and even she was impressed.
This morning I'm reminded why I do need to move more. We had glorious Prospect Road gigs over the weekend - Saturday night we played a private 50th birthday party, and Sunday afternoon we were at the Dock.
The party was just that - a party. Like most it took a while but once they dove in, it was chaos. On Sunday the Dock was packed and we seemed to hit a groove.
I am not responsible for my own behavior at gigs, especially with a wireless guitar. People say I move around a lot. I have no idea. It's just part of playing. But this morning, it's slow glowing, and it will probably be worse tomorrow.
It used to be a lot easier a few years ago. At 61, it won't get easier. So ... I need to do things like go to Sam's "Mobility + Core by CIRCL" class this week. Who cares if it sounds like she's going to kill us all? "It's just a lot of getting up and down," she said.
That's it. I need help getting up and down. I fall down. A lot. And if I'm trying to read the directions on my new electric mower, I have to bend down and take off my glasses and I end up on my knees, and it's a lot of work to get back up. You try being 5-foot-19.
Sam? I'm ready to move.
You'd better be ready to help me back up, if needed.
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