When You Fall, Get Back on the Bicycle
In my “shrunken” old age, I am closer now to 6 ft. 4 in. than my “peak” of 6 ft. 5 in. Not surprisingly, basketball is my favorite sport. I have written on social media, if not in this column, of the joy associated with the 6:00 a.m. pickup hoops games I played in for about 15 years. I lost that game and its psychologically important camaraderie after my fourth rotator cuff repair in 2019. My arm no longer had the range of motion to play with any effectiveness, and I hung up my sneakers by the end of 2020.
As I write this, a bit more than six months after my surgery, I am mostly released from restrictions. While I am still barred from lifting heavy weights in my right hand with my arm extended, as well exercises as banal as pushups, I am no longer completely sedentary. I began hiking in the mountains in early May.
Around Memorial Day, I acquired a bike, and despite a warning that a fall “might undo everything, ” I have commuted by bike the seven miles each way to the office two to three times per week. Starting and ending the day with the accompanying beta-endorphin rush is wonderful for both my energy level and focus! I also added daily morning meditation back into my life. Having my “old friend” in a routine of daily visits with me in Denver has done wonderful things for my mental health.
Time to Cross REO Speedwagon Off My Bucket List
In April 2018, “Seeking Paths to Lawyer Well-Being” was published at the urging of a fellow (and more disciplined) meditator, former Litigation News Editor-In-Chief Brian Zemil. I was surprised at the request but excited for the opportunity to leverage my undergraduate training in psychology and to mine the vast trove of my personal psychology library for “life hacks” from respected academics in the field. This is especially true of the work in “Positive Psychology” that came into the mainstream when Marty Seligman was the head of the American Psychology Association in 1998.
Over five plus years, I have had the honor and pleasure of writing a decidedly “outside the box” column for Litigation News. Compared with the dozens of news columns I wrote from 1996 to 2005, this work by far has been more personally fulfilling. It has also (perhaps) been more widely read. I have been amazed and humbled by emails unexpectedly received from readers of this column. I am grateful for every person who has reached out to share appreciation for the effort and, more importantly, for sharing personal stories of how they sharpen their saws and protect their well-being.
Two of my “guilty pleasures” in terms of music are Chicago-based bands Styx and REO Speedwagon. Like many ’70s and ’80s bands, both are (with modified lineups) actively touring. I worked at Chicago’s most popular music venue for two years in high school. I saw tons of bands over that time. That included Styx at least twice, but never REO.
Perhaps my favorite REO song is one from the first album of theirs I owned (You Can Tune a Piano, But You Can’t Tuna Fish). The last couplet of the song “Time for Me to Fly” captures how I feel as I write this about my time in this space: “I know it hurts [me] to say goodbye, but it’s time for me to fly.”
Thank you, to each and every one of you, for reading these past five years. If you enjoyed reading half as much as I enjoyed writing, it was likely not a waste of your time and attention. Until we meet again, may you be happy. May you be safe. May you live with ease.
For my part, REO is coming to Colorado in November. I will risk the ridicule of my colleagues, grab tickets, and enjoy “Time for Me to Fly” at least once live.