I was laying on my bed in the hotel Elaine and I stayed at last week in Toronto. I was speaking at the Ontario Bike Summit as the closing speaker. I went thinking that I knew what I was going to say but then I got a better sense of who I would be speaking to and decided to take it in a different direction. I ended up speaking about being a Changemaker, encouraging all who were there to go home feeling energized about making their communities more bike friendly. I was a bit worked up about how it would all go until Theo talked me down - I realized that I was really just telling my story and I didn't need to make too many notes about it. It was well received and I was pleased with the outcome. I enjoyed myself.
I was working on what I was going to say, laying prone (physio speak for laying on my front) on the comfy hotel bed. I had Fight Song in my head, it just gets stuck there. So as I was thinking, I was also singing this song and realized that I was moving to the beat. I was moving my butt to the beat. Or at least I thought I was, I could feel that I was contracting it (just the left side) and I could feel it with my hand, at least I thought I could. Maybe it was just my head thinking that I was feeling it? So I asked Elaine to feel for it - she said she could feel my heart beating - and then I stopped contracting it and the "heart beat" went away. Then we did a little cheer. It was working. Gluteus medius? Yesterday I confirmed it with Mark - it's working, ever so slightly, but it's working.