Friday, October 10, 2008

changing tastes

At the gym earlier this week I spotted the spinning instructor wearing socks with the Grateful logo on them. Needless to say it brought back memories for me, as I was(for a short time) a Dead Head. He(the spinning instructor) proceeded to start the music for his class. I am no expert but it seems as though dance/rap/drums/upbeat music would be a good selection to get people moving and spinning in a class. What did he have on-Tom Petty. This too brought back memories, because after I was a Dead Head I then started to like Tom Petty, Eric Clapton-you know-old guys who used to be cool. Apparently this instructor and I were the same age and had the same taste in music-like 17 years ago! It just got me thinking about how you think life's going to be and how it actually ends up. When I was sixteen I was certain that I would be some hippie mama, driving my kids around in a VW bus and living in a commune. I wasn't a very big hippie, I was more of a wanna be hippie voyeur. I loved the Grateful Dead, went to several of their concerts(what the hell were my parents thinking) and to be perfectly honest-smoked plenty of pot(don't worry-my kids will never see this blog). I went on to love other bands, even moved to Seattle in hopes of marrying a grunge rock star(huh-that totally didn't pan out). SO what is my point? I don't have one, he just got me thinking about life and the things you love and the things that you easily give up to have other things. I wonder what this guys story is. Is he reliving his teenage adventures every time he straps on his spinning shoes and subjects his students to lame music. Does he wish that his life had turned out differently. or is that what I think would be the case if I were still listening to that music. Is he just a die hard fan, and can't part with his concert socks. Maybe I have tye-dyes packed away that I have forgotten about. Maybe I should start listening to the Dead while driving around with my kids in my 'minibus'. That makes me laugh. I think I might try it and see how it feels.

I actually had a hard time just picking one favorite.

1 comment:

Jenny said...

I swear we lived parallel lives 17 (or so) years ago... except for the moving to Seattle part. I think about those days and part of me can't believe they happened and the other part of me is so glad they did, what a good story they make. Keep on spinning, it is my favorite exercise of all, I totally miss it.