Missing X-3, Moving On, Moving Back
My feelings about our local gym, have not changed since I wrote about it in my blog posts, Georgia Sprint Spartan Race-Team X3- Sports or Nagged by Naga, so please check those out. It's just a click away.
On Saturday, Skye took her last class,(for now).
On Sunday, we all ambled over to buy some "souvenirs", aka X-3 fitness apparel. Lynsey ran out of the BJJ class that going on to wish us good-bye and Tony, who was instructing the class joined her, piling on some more X-3 swag(Thanks again.)
It was the first time Cindy and Tony had met, which still strikes me as odd but shows how even with all the melding that we've done in the last year, modern day life can be and more times than not is incredibly compartmentalized.
Saying good-bye was getting real and becoming harder.
On Monday, we were packed and hit the road, onto the next phase of our adventure.
On Tuesday, X-3 opened it's new Mid-town facility. I had really hoped to have been there for that and reading on Facebook about it, with posts asking who was going to be training there or that a friend of mine would be teaching a new kick-boxing class, hit me like when I would talk to friends and family on the phone about what was going on back home when I was on the other side of the country in college.
Cindy has more than once asked if I'm going to miss it in Atlanta and specifically X-3.
Of course I am. I could practically roll out of bed and be there. Classes with Soneca were so small, especially in the beginning, that it was like having private instruction. Skye could go to classes on her own. It was incredible.I finally started doing yoga consistently. I only wish that I had taken more classes.
That Whole Reality Thing
For the first time in over 20 years of being in IATSE, (International Alliance for Theatrical Stage Employees, the union I belong to) I ran out of the hours needed to cover my benefits. This wasn't as dire as it sounds because I am covered under Cindy's plan. She's in IA as well.
However, it did bring about that reminder that I did still do need to work, even though we have restructured our life so that neither one of us have to like we used to. So I ended decorating a TV pilot when Cindy was in between her jobs and could take over the home-schooling duties.
I only went to the gym once when I was working.
It would be easy, to fall back into the cycle we had just broken. I could work all the time and chances are as likely that Cindy would get a job that was not in Atlanta as it would be that she were to get one that wasn't, just like when were based in Los Angeles.
So in the same way that I was sure we would be back in LA, I just didn't know when and for how long; I know that we will be back to Atlanta and X-3 and Circus Arts.
I just don't know when or for how long.
And Now A Word From Our Sponsors....
I am sort of dating myself with that title, and am curious as to who remembers that common phrase from the not-so-distant past.
Kit, one of the X-3 staff, that I train BJJ with and got to know and became friends with introduced me to Thaiman Thai Oil, a product he made. I tried it one day during class and have been harassing him for a bottle ever since.
Finally and just in time he made up a batch. It has been a life-saver on this road trip. I rub it into my lower back before getting on the road and like magic, I am good for the next few hours.
The new gym looks pretty awesome. One more reason to make it back to Atlanta.
To my X-3 friends and family, "Big hugs, thanks for everything and it's not good-bye but see you later"