Last night was simply exhausting, physically and emotionally. It started off at Slimmons, where I took Richard Simmons’ class, and what a great class it was. It wasn’t too crowded, and he played some great songs. I went in with the mindset that I was really going to push myself during class, and apparently Richard had the same thought, because before the class was over, we had done hundreds and hundreds of leg lifts, and some new toning and ab exercises that really challenged me. I was sore. I was pooped.
But the evening wasn’t over yet – I still had a concert to go to, and I was performing during it (!). My friends Kristy and Mike were premiering a bunch of new songs they had written. Kristy sings and plays guitar, and Mike plays bass, and oh yeah, they’re married, and I’ve known them both since college. Kristy has put out a handful of albums, which Mike has collaborated on, and at the beginning of the month, they decided to take on this insane project called the RPM Challenge, where they write and record an entire album in one month’s time. Yikes!
Their approach was novel. They ended up creating a little side band, called East Paris, and roped in a bunch of their writer friends as collaborators. One of them was me. We each provided them with some of our writing – I gave them two blog posts (this one, and this one), which they used as inspiration for a new song. They had six new songs in total, and last night, they performed them for the first time. As an added bonus, they invited the writers to come, and read aloud the work that had served as inspiration. I happily agreed to do a reading when Kristy asked me last week, but as the day progressed yesterday, I found myself getting more and more nervous.
Here’s the thing: The blog post I read, called One Year Ago Today, wasn’t a brand new piece of writing. I put it out there, into the world, a month ago. But with blogging, I don’t ever really get to be present when my writing is consumed. I put it out there, and move along with my day, and all you read it at your own convenience. Except for the comments you leave, I’m not privy to your reactions. Last night, though, I had to verbally share a post that is pretty personal, and I’m not used to that, and it kinda terrified me. I felt really vulnerable. But I got up, took a deep breath, read my piece, and did fine. Then I sat down, and listened as Kristy and Mike played an absolutely beautiful song based on my blog and my journey. It’s called “Today’s the Day,” and I think I would have cried had I not sweated all the liquid out of my body a few hours prior. You’ll have a chance to hear it, at some point, after they record it – I’ll be sure to link to it here once I get my hot little hands on it. I’ll probably play it on a loop on my iPod until the end of time!
In the meantime, check out Kristy’s other albums – I think you’ll really enjoy her music, I know I do. This is her iTunes page, and here’s her website. You can follow both Kristy and Mike on Twitter, and follow the East Paris blog they started to document their RPM Challenge process.
I also wanted to quickly give another quick update. It’s been a while since I’ve had a weigh-in or posted a picture of my weight loss chart, and I wanted to explain why. As you regular blog readers know, I’ve held steady at 241 pounds for a few weeks now – since my February 4 weigh-in, in fact. Since my last weigh-in, I’ve found myself starting to obsess a little about ending this little plateau, and I don’t like that at all, so I decided to remove the scale from the equation, and skip my weigh-in this week. I tell myself over and over again to stop focusing on the number, but that’s where my mind seems to naturally head, so fuck it. If there’s no number to focus on, than I’ll just have to continue focusing on my eating and exercise, like I should be. With my weigh-in this week canceled, I’m now due to step on the scale on Tuesday or Wednesday of next week. We’ll see what happens!
In the meantime, I’ve off to the gym!
Keep it up, David!