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Postcard from Pilates Reformer

Hi again,

I’ll tell you something – I wear Nikes and have found that I can’t ‘just do it’ – it’s a bit awkward frankly. After searching vigorously for the one pair of sneakers that would magically allow me to jump higher, cardio longer, dance with the intent that everyone watches…um, not happening.

Methinks I can’t blame the sneakers.

And as much as I would love to do my best Scarlett O’Hara impression, shake my fist at the sky and drawl a commitment to never be clumsy or compromised again, I’m not sure I’d be able to get up from my knees. I’m getting to a point here –

I’m beginning to think it just doesn’t matter.

There’s a guy – a gentleman really – who claims time with she-who-has powerfully-impacted-my-life Christy (it’s her studio, her heart, her humor, etc) before me. He’s got a degenerative neurological order similar in cruelty to ALS. And the point isn’t what he can’t do, for he has the good sense to celebrate what he can. I listen to the lightness in his voice, relish the smile that seems to generate more from his eyes than his lips, yet I can ‘hear’ from the waiting area. He works hard while he is there, not stinting one minute and enjoying it all. When he says goodbye, I feel the air change.

I have no doubt that he has days when he curses the fates, attends a pity party with or without guests. I’m sure he has daily discomfort and disquiet. It would be insulting to him to suggest otherwise.

The point is, I think he wears Nikes. And he just does it. Maybe I’ll keep my pair too.

20 thoughts on “Postcard from Pilates Reformer

  1. Knowing you as I do, I believe that you can *do* just about any darn thing you put your mind to, honey. And it matters not whether you are knocked to your knees (although the lioness in me chuffs at the thought), sooner or later you come up swinging again. You are that strong, and that tenacious and that talented. And while you may not realize it, like your Pilates pal, YOU light up every room you enter, too. xoxo

  2. Mimi, you’ve been doing it for so long that you’ve forgotten that you did it, done it, and are still doing it. Even when your health was compromised, you did your best to keep doing it. I know your Nike’s are always making tracks, and if they’re resting, it’s only a temporary state. Keep on keeping on.

  3. Ditch the Nike’s. Keep the sense of humor and the insights. Adapt, adjust and find what works for you. Listen to your body, not the marketing.
    Seriously….and smiling 💛🙏💛

  4. and your nikes are helping you to recognize this when you see it. I’m quite sure that everyone who goes through, or has gone through a challenge such as yours, has their moments of reckoning. you will get there, you will get there. we are all around you, supporting you.

  5. This reminds me of when Ben was little and it was time to get new shoes. He was always convinced they made him run faster, better, stronger. 🙂 To have that innocent belief! But for you my friend, the Nike’s are just accessories..you already can and do all the rest. ♥

  6. This post really resonates with me. I recently ran in a 5K where volunteers pushed people in wheel chairs who are unable to walk/run on their own (the joy on the faces of those being pushed was beautiful). As I passed one such volunteer, I felt overwhelmed with gratitude that I could run. There are so many things I can do and that I do have. I have spent way too much energy focusing on things I can’t do or don’t have. Thanks for the reminder of what is truly important.

    1. Thank you Carolann, thank you – these realities are the ones we need to look at with grateful eyes, when so often we view them from a much different angle. Congratulations on running the 5K – whether you ran, walked, wheeled – you did it!

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