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Walk with a Doc Newsletter
Greetings!
Good morning! Hope you are making it an amazing week - we certainly are in Walk Land. I'm curious, have you ever been placed under arrest and not known why?
Me too!
There came a knock on the 411 door a couple days ago (Wednesday). Our greeter opened the door with her left hand, her right held a tray overflowing with fresh fruit/granola bars and multiple hazelnut coffees. Behind the cornucopia was an ear to ear smile.
"Why hello officer! What a sharp tie. How may we help you?"
"Not so fast Missy Lou!" (her name's Kelsey) The policeman hitched up his oversized belt as his prolonged sniff likely drew half the room's air into his right nostril.
"Think I might just need...to take a wander around" he winked as if knowingly at Kelsey. She looked over at me in the game room, shrugged both shoulders and smiled. He spoke initially with a strong Southern drawl. Throughout the course of his visit this evolved to a thick Australian accent (we later discovered he was born and raised in Ohio).
He started his visit in our waiting room. If you've not yet toured WWAD World HQ, there are multiple flat screens with various displays. At the time, one was rolling video of walks in Charlotte (Sanger Heart & Vascular), Hartford (The Hospital of Central Connecticut), Botsford (Farmington Hills, MI), etc. Another showing Animal House and yet another with a map scrolling with profiles of our walk leaders, their practices/hospital systems, and our Dean's List of participants.
He looked and looked and looked before moving the cable-knit afghan (created by walker Sarah Nost, WWAD - Sheboygan) and easing himself into the worn leather couch.
"I see...," he muttered under his breath. He continued to scribble forever into his black flip notepad.
The prolonged, awkward silence was deafening.
He reengaged.
"It smells like freshly baked chocolate chip cookies in here?"
I sensed this was an ask more than a statement.
"Yes, sir. Been that way for months and we're not sure why.
Can we offer you an apple?"
He hesitated with the faintest air of disappointment, then quickly agreed and dug right in.
"Wow - this apple is so crisp and sweet! It's like a ball of candy"
"Honeycrisp, my fine, uniformed friend. A gift from the gods."
The cop quickly shot me a glance, reminding me who had the authori-TAY.
He finished writing, having now covered at least 3 pages.
"Yup, definitely think I'm gonna take a look around the place," now sounding like a poor man's Crocodile Dundee.
He tried unsuccessfully to get up from the couch (three times). I was also unable to help. We the called the warehouse for assistance. A few minutes later Brian and Rick (from Shipping) arrived. Each took an arm and rocked him until he had the momentum to get back up, standing over his size 13 shiny, black shoes.
("Where the he-- is this going with this?")
Officer Roberts then proceeded to make his way down the Walk corridor. The offices were filled with the sounds of Coldplay (Mylo Xyloto), P.M. Dawn, and Mat Kearney. He would pause outside each windowed office and take what seemed like minutes worth of notes.
He proceeded past our rock climbing wall, our library (architecture based on the reading room in University of Michigan's Law Quad), our grotto, and our cafeteria. It was here that he stopped dead in his tracks.
"This look's identical to...to...Arnold's!"
Again, if you haven't toured, we designed our dining hall to be an exact replica to the burger joint on Happy Days - complete with jukebox and the Fonz's "office".
Next, he stopped in our Cartography Room. The holographic map in the center of the room is eye-catching (and pretty cool). It was gifted to us from the movie set of The Hunt for Red October. It's a 7 inch thick, doubled-sided glass with soft blinking red, yellow, and green 'pins' - all representing walks in their various stages of development. He stepped back out into the hallway. It was obvious he had collected all the information he felt he needed.
("I liked Kathryn's newsletter better. When's he going on vacation again?")
"Who's in charge here?"
"We all are sir. The Walk belongs to everyone." I shared.
"That's enough! I know it's you Sabs!"
"Dr. Sabgir, by the power granted me from the City of Westerville. I'm placing you under arrest."
"Really?!" My palms began to sweat. I hate that feeling. Ugh!
"You sir have found yourself in violation of Westerville City Ordinance 13.7(a). In case you are not familiar, SIR, he opens, and quickly flips through his manual. Landing on his destination, he points into the small typed print. He confidently announces (in an annoying, loud, and methodical manner), "One must NOT willfully congregate in a medical office building without practicing the art of medicine. It says so RIGHT HERE!"
He quickly reaches for his cuffs...
At this point, Kathryn had finished her phone call with the bright leaders of the Texas Medical Association (www.texmed.org) and stepped forward.
"But officer, <nice tie by the way>, can't you see?! By helping our partners around the world start Walk with a Doc's we are practicing the BEST kind of medicine. Preventive Medicine. Walking (and all other exercise) prevents and treats cancers, heart attacks, strokes, depression...I could go on and on. I've seen the data, sir and it is mind blowing. As individuals, all we need to do is walk 150 minutes/week and we've done our part. It's so easy!"
This throws Roberts back on his heels. It's as if he just took a blow from Apollo Creed deep into the 12th round.
"We'll ma'am (he now slips into an accent reminiscent of Rod Steiger (Heat of the Night)). There appears to have been a big misunderstandin'."
He literally shakes his head in an effort to clear the cobwebs.
"My sincerest apologies. Ummm...ummm...Y'all have a good day, ya hear. And...and thank you kindly for the apple."
He tips his cap as he quickly backs out the door.
("Seriously, the doctor does not have enough to do? I'm being serious. Please help me understand. I don't get it.")
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Do you have Restless Legs?
We see a lot of it in the office. Please check out this helpful article from CNN
http://bit.ly/soc9jL
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Live in Columbus? 
If you don't? Please don't read.
If you do, consider joining us for our first walk at Blacklick Woods Metro Park in Reynoldsburg! I will be handing out free Limited Edition WWAD t-shirts, coffee, and pedometers. We will also be checking BPs. We are meeting at 8:30, Saturday a.m. next to the Beech Maple Lodge, just inside the park. If you live out east and WWAD has been too far away, tomorrow's your day. Expect cops, because the place is going to be rockin'.
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For ALL of the information on this weekend's walks please click here:Thank you for always staying active and continuing as the role model we need you to be. Our best, David WWAD
If there are any questions, you can always reach us at 614-714-0407.
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