My Elvis Shake

I think that people feed off of my attitude…at first, if they’re not sure, they would be serious about things, but then when they hear me making joke or making fun of things, they might get into that groove too. 

1 of the things that happens to me when i’m working out or on the eliptical machine or sometimes sitting (depending on what position my leg is in) is that my leg starts to shake.  U know how u may sit and just shake ur leg quickly – well that happens to me unwillingly.  Again, depending on how my leg might be positioned when i’m sitting, it’ll just start to shake.  After i’ve been on the eliptical for a while, it starts to shake….when i’m working out – esp if it’s a leg exercise – it shakes (it’s tied somewhat to how fatigued my legs might be).

So the first time it happened in the training session, i said to Reggie (my trainer), “see? look at that shit”…he said, “yeah i see…y are u doing that?” That’s when i told him that i wasn’t doing it, it was just happening.  he was SHOCKED!  he couldnt’ believe it…but then after he did the obligatory concerned look etc, he said, “it’s like an Elvis shake” and then he did it himself and from then on, it “lovingly” became my “Elvis Shake”…

In retrospect, i’ve had the elvis shake for most of my life. I used to dance when i younger and by the end of each class whenever i plied, the legs would shake!  go figure…

LMAO!!

hmmm…

some people may think that i don’t take this disease seriously enuf because i make jokes.  I do take it seriously, i take all the stupid ass pills, i go for my infusions, i don’t put myself in situations where i may get hurt (not willingliy) and i am afraid of what it can potentially do to me.  The truth is that (i can’t say this enuf) if i don’t laugh, i certainly will cry and those feelings of “feeling sorry for urself” and “why me” are just not anything that i like to go thru – for what?  nothing’s going to change, i just have to deal. 

So i take the disease very seriously, the situations i find myself in sometimes? not so much!

I have an eliptical machine at home – going to a gym is just not an option for me (i’ll break my ass on the way out and that is NOT an option), so i had the opportunity to get a machine for free and i grabbed it.  Yesterday i decided to go on the machine – as usual – this is nothing new, i actually use the damn thing somewhat regularly.  when i was done it was time to come off – obviously…well, this is where it can get a little tricky.

By the time i’m done, things are a little out of whack of course but i am always able to come off even tho my legs are usually weaker than normal.  well not yesterday!  i got stuck on the bloody eliptical machine…somehow my left foot (that bloody weaker one) got stuck (trapped) somewhere at the bottom of the machine between all it’s legs and not for the life of me, could i raise it up to get it out.  Thank goodness there was something for me to lean on so i wouldn’t break my ass and who knows what else as i landed.  Did i mention that since it was my left foot that was caught, i had to stand on my right foot which has only recently healed from my fall?!?!?!

When i was done laughing at myself, i called G because she was on the way home and i figured maybe i’d stay there until she got home, but alas she was not close.  I had to muster all the strength i could to haul my foot out of the machine and eventually i did…i actually felt quite accomplished….

gotta laugh – sometimes the shit is just too funny

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