Sunday, March 15, 2015

Spring. The Ties that Bind.

This is an image I shot in-studio of a wrapped bundle of spring flowers. I focused on the raffia tied around the stems rather than the flowers.

The tie that binds. It's a comment on the connections we hold dear and the value of the simple and, sometimes fragile, things that hold us together.


Saturday, March 7, 2015

My Exercise Tribe

Nextdoor is an online neighborhood bulletin board and social site. I'm a member of mine and I recently posted hoping that I'd get a few people to come exercise with me. Within a couple of days, I had 15 responses and had to make a private group so the numbers didn't overwhelm all the notifications people get when someone posts. I'm now at almost 41 members. All are female. This is what I posted:

I'm looking for my tribe to do a daily, committed work out.

My Exercise Tribe, however, consists of people who scoff at the idea of a daily, committed work out.

This Tribe is made up of the sadly uncoordinated, the completely undisciplined, and the amazingly awkward. We also eat fried food whenever we can. We don't play golf, tennis, or basketball because we have zero hand/eye coordination, when we swim it looks as if we could be drowning, and the dog would prefer to hold it rather than risk taking a walk with us. Some of us have actually tried to exercise while holding a full glass of wine. We've all bought several sets of work out clothes only to discover that we can't stand workout clothes. We forget to take our vitamins. We LIKE carbs...all of them. We're good at procrastination. Personal trainers compare us to herding cats.

These. These are my people.

We're well-meaning when it comes to being fit. We WANT to be fit. We'd even like to be consistent. We start often. The thing at which we truly excel is, however, making excuses.

The bottom line: We hate to exercise.

We also know it's time we start and it's time to keep at it. No one wants to become a frail, toddling old person.

So, I figure we need to show up for one another since we won't do it for ourselves. We are the only people who can ignore the excuses because we know they're just excuses. We can be tough and hard core with one another because it takes one to know one.

We'll start slow, with a breezy, up-tempo but uncoordinated walk, say, 3 days per week. Then, once we realize that we're really as bad off as we thought, we can pick up the pace or add more time, a bike afternoon, or even add a second day or two of weights. Maybe descend upon on a yoga class and just stand there watching all the bendy people.

The thing to do is start. (again) Promise to show up and I'll hold you to it.

We'll have fun and probably laugh a lot. Maybe we should get special hats to warn visitors and construction traffic. Perhaps the local Fire and Rescue crew will follow along behind.

4 pm until the weather gets hot, then we'll switch to mornings.

If you're out of town but recognize this is also your Exercise Tribe, join us when you get here. The more the merrier and the more likely we'll keep our commitment to one another.

Let me know if you're in….and, please, do NOT procrastinate when answering this post.


Update: 3-30-15. The Tribe wanted T-shirts so I made the above logo and uploaded it to Cafe Press with no mark-up. The Tribe has bought $376.83 in merchandise in under two weeks. Other statistics: 6 women are cancer survivors. The age ranges are from 35 to 79 years old. Tribe members are from Cambodia, India, Texas, Vermont, California, Colorado, Boston, and Atlanta just to name a few. People stop and wave when The Tribe takes a walk.