Our fast and friendly Dan Haughton has brought to our attention that Sam Harris aka Ham Sarris aka Sans Helmet Sammie has dropped and broken (perhaps a record) 3 straight verbals!!! Yes, that’s 3 exclamation points for how many times you broke our hearts, Sam. Dan sent this over yesterday, thinking there isn’t a remote possibility that Sam misses a 3rd workout in a row…well he DID. Take it away Dan…
Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice shame on me, right? [Ed. note: How about three times?!?] That’s how that goes isn’t it? I will be honest, I didn’t want to have to write you a We Missed You, because I didn’t want to have to miss you. I like seeing you. Your hug form is always on point, and I couldn’t describe your disposition any differently than chipper, just chipper. I mean look at that face! Those glasses!
But then it happened
twice three times.
The first time, I let it slide thinking – I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt. I have sadly broken my own verbal at least once and I like to think that there is always the remote possibility of a legitimate excuse a la extreme diarrhea, childbirth, or sudden and unexplained vertigo to name a few.
The worst part is that you still don’t have the helmet that you left at the last fateful workout we both attended. The helmet that I took the duty of returning to you at the next workout and then the next, and yet as we stand, the helmet remains unreturned. Is it me? I toss and turn at night with the feeling of unresolved angst.
I even carried it for miles on my morning run before this passed Wednesday’s workout. I knew deep inside my being that it had to be returned and, surely, that you couldn’t possibly break a second verbal in a row on such a gorgeous Wednesday morning. (I know what you’re thinking – don’t call me Shirley) I have seen with my own eyes your unrelenting work ethic and what you can do with a stand-up bass, which is impressive to say the least.
Adding to that bulletproof confidence was the text you sent the night before, a mere handful of hours prior. A gentle reminder that I was to bring your helmet to the workout. But alas, come Wednesday morning, no Sam.
This thing I carried is important to me, not just the helmet, but the commitment that we all have for being present. Presence in mind, action and community define this Project. I have no doubt that you would go twice as far out of your way for me in half a heartbeat, and I hope you would hold me to my word as I aim to do here.
I’m not angry, I just missed you oh so much! (but like srsly come get your helmet because I worry about your safety there are crazy drivers out there).Share via socials: