Wednesday. October 23. I arrived at my TacFit™ class at 8:50 a.m. I’ve been attending the 7:30 a.m. classes with the intention of getting my workday started earlier. But on Thursdays, there is only a 9:00 a.m. class. After walking through the double doors, I made my way through Legacy Gym. I was bewildered when I saw Coach Robert in the weight room and wondered, isn’t today Thursday – Flow day? It appears I skipped an entire day. Coach Robert and I laughed a bit, and I shrugged my shoulders surrendering that I was meant to attend the 9:00 a.m. class.
The memories of growing up in the 70s frequently evoke a certain television nostalgia. Every day I looked forward to watching Happy Days, Laverne and Shirley, Sanford and Son and countless others. In particular, I remember the first time I watched The Six Million Dollar Man. Colonel Steve Austin (portrayed by Lee Majors) was a former astronaut who was in a near-death accident. They saved him by converting him into a cyborg.
Flow day. Thursday, October 10th. I enter the Legacy Gym with the same mantra that was instilled in me by Professor Alberto Crane and inspired my first TacFit™ post, “Just Show Up“. That phrase was promptly reiterated by TacFit™ Instructor, Robert Miller, “Even if you can’t do many of the movements” he looked at me with empathy, “Just keep showing up. I do – keep showing up that is. There are days where my participation is automatic and I am lured to the gym as if I were a ton of metal being pulled by a magnet, and other days where I take a deep breath, mumble out loud, I don’t want to go today. And then the, “Just Show Up” gods materialize in their etheric body. Instantly the phrase incarnates within and I am compelled to make way to the gym. I double-check the day of the week, Thursday, recovery day – class starts at 9. My mind automatically aligns the word recovery with rest. And while I may not be thrusting clubbells and attempting (or rather failing) to suspend myself with a pair of rings, there is a series of movements – a six-degree flow – that works like the universe – in your favor when you surrender to the flow of the movement.
It felt like the summer of ’73; my first day of kindergarten. The classroom was standing reciting “The Pledge of Allegiance.” Because I arrived late, I did not want to walk in. I stood outside, perfectly still, with tears in my eyes, trying to be invisible; feeling nervous and wanting to go home. Then, she spotted me; my teacher that is. She approached me on the steps, bent towards me as she reached her hands out and squatted so she could be eye level. At this point, my tears rolled down my face. With the warmest demeanor and most beautiful smile, she said, “Don’t cry. It’s o.k. Come in.” With gentleness, she guided me through the doors to join the classroom