Jack Briant Reporter

Saturday, December 19, 2015

All I Want for Christmas Is.....


All I want for Christmas is my two front teeth! I remember that song as a child growing up in Queens. I forgot who sang it. I could google it perhaps but what I really want for Christmas is unconditional faith. I figure if I have that I don’t need anything emotionally or financially because whatever comes my way with unconditional faith I can handle. And since the future is unknown I can live with that.  

Saturday, August 15, 2015

Man Up


If I hear this once more in the 21st Century I will have reverse peristalsis. Cease and desist with this 20th Century phrase. Stop telling the male gender to Man Up!  Don’t you just hate it guys when 53% of the world is trying to tell the other 47% they have to grow a pair? 

If you want us to be men stop trying to pretend you have a different configuration than God conceived you with. I am sick of the male being emasculated and then being told how to be a man. God does it piss me off.  Oh and this thing about dragging your maiden name with you when you get married? It’s your fathers name remember!  

If you could scratch them you would too!  



Sunday, May 24, 2015

Jenny Little

 
 

I thought I might title this entry: Attack of the 50 Foot Woman but thought better of it so as not to scare anyone away. That title was actually a sci-fi  movie of the same name dated 1958 with probably the worst special effects captured on celluloid film. The heroine grown to mythic proportions is transparent throughout because CGI hadn’t been invented just yet.

Jenny on the other hand has quite genuine “special effects” resplendent with the talent of some of the best spin instructors I’ve experienced at my former home at Equinox in New York. Ms. Little displays the science of Dana Mancini who was remarkable for making class an “inside job” and the athleticism of Rocky who took my physiology “once step beyond” what I thought I was capable of and of course the Queen of spin Kristen James whose charm and charisma sparked my “afflatus” in many of my writings here on the net.

Jenny today this Sunday reignited my blue flame which I have to say I thought had just run out of propane. Five and a half years of spinning yarns literally about spin class had me thinking that this series was just done. What else could I say? Well maybe a new chapter new geography a new face might just put a new spin on my flywheel. I could complain that the Spinner bikes at 24 Hour Fitness are a bit long in the tooth with no onboard computer or creature comforts I had grown accustomed to back in Woodbury but Jenny Little made me forget that at rides end my butt hurt like the Dickens as her repertoire was positively ingenious for its complexity but simplicity in her delivery. Tempo, a driving rhythm, short breaks and a discogrpahy that was silky. Off the bike and on the bike Jenny moves with a fluidity of a Gene Kelly and the strength of a decathalete she is.

 

I will be back Jenny and thanks for bringing me back to something I really love.