Leakness

Dooley Noted: 2/18/2014 While teaching NeuroKinetic Therapy (NKT) this past weekend, I helped assess quite a few smart and very strong people. In a muscle test, we lightly press to look for neurological connections and relationships between patterns. But if you find a disconnect, it can be misconstrued as muscle weakness. Smart, strong clients often see this disconnect in themselves and state, “I’m weak!” I call your bluff. You rarely have weakness, unless you have … Read more

Looking Alive

Dooley Noted: 2/16/2014 In my personal data collection, I’ve rarely been described as nice, beautiful, kind, mean, ugly, or any of those traditional markers. I’m almost always described with “E” words: energetic, enthusiastic, encouraging. To me, these words simply mean looking alive – and being alive. So if I’m an energy and enthusiasm standout, then what’s normal? To be energized is to feel alive! To be enthusiastic is to want to be alive! As I … Read more

The Scaffolding

Dooley Noted: 2/15/2014 You are strong. But your foundation is wobbly. Right now, you may need me on the scaffolding. It doesn’t make you weak that work is needed. You will be better than you’ve ever been. You may need help tinkering with the details and help guiding you to a stronger foundation. If there are leaks, we will fix them. We don’t need to build new structure necessarily. We may need to just fortify … Read more

My Version of Love

Dooley Noted: 2/14/2014 Recently, a wonderful man took me to dinner. He knew how hard it was to book me, and he made sure I knew he valued my time. The conversation was easy. The connection was magnetic. It was nice. This made me think of when people meet and fall in love. That dopaminergic surge is perceived in the reward center, much like your vice of choice. You truly get rewarded by the interaction. … Read more

No Sacrifice

Dooley Noted: 2/13/14 In chiropractic school, I was afraid of what I didn’t know. Exposed to Active Release Technique (A.R.T.) as a Tri 4 student, I realized I didn’t know my anatomy. One year wasn’t going to cut it. I became an anatomy tutor. It still didn’t cut it. Upon graduation, I entered a masters anatomy program. I saw an opportunity and I jumped. But I heard my flack. “Are you crazy?! Three more years … Read more

Unlikely Heroes

Dooley Noted: 2/11/2014 A man meets a woman. She’s 15. He’s 23. They are told they will not last. They marry. They have three daughters. He walks through blizzards with a broken-down truck to get to work so his family will be okay. She works full-time, too, as they raise three children. They don’t complain. They work and provide. Their youngest daughter sees them. She’s always seen them, but it’s more laser focused now than … Read more

The Cab Driver

Dooley Noted: 2/10/2014 The other night, I took a cab home after a long day of practicing and teaching. I had a lovely conversation with the driver, and we chatted about our jobs and our neighborhoods. After he dropped me home, I received a call about 30 minutes later. I had left a bag in the car, and my business card was inside. He called it and offered to bring my bag back to me. … Read more

The Burn-Out Warning

Dooley Noted: 2/9/2014 I am in my 35th year. I have enormous energy. It has always been there. It isn’t my diet, for that has changed many times, from foul junk in youth to low fat to high fat to no carb to my current low key eating pattern. My energy never changed. It isn’t my method of exercises, since I went from youthful play to nothing to bodybuilding to dance to kettlebells. My energy … Read more

Greasing the Groove

Dooley Noted: 2/8/2014 I am struggling with the one-armed push up. Under the amazing guidance of strength coach Artemis Scantalides, I know it’s just a matter of work and time. On the plane home from teaching in London, I decided to read my StrongFirst Bodyweight manual to see if I’m falling short on my commitment level. It turns out I am, to a harrowing degree. The manual suggests greasing the groove, or better known as … Read more

The Good Cry

Dooley Noted: 2/6/2014 A few days ago, I got kicked in the teeth – on repeat. Despite my tendency toward optimism, I repeatedly took several shots and dodged several bullets. Some I could have prevented. Others blindsided me. I kept saying to myself, “What happened while I was away in London?!” But then I realized the hard truth: what the events all had in common was your author. I let my worries bully my airway … Read more