HeyJaredAll Done For Today
Beyond movement, we spiral deeper into the medicine cabinet of Range. I end each of my movement classes with a simple phrase that has become a source of comfort and consistency for so many. "You are all done for today, my friends"
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OPEN RANGE (opens the original)
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I feel as though I share this story often. But then again, where would we be without our stories?On March 13th, 2020, I found myself without a place to teach. Like all of us, the pandemic uprooted my life and catapulted me towards a new life plan that I never could have predicted or planned for. On March 14th, 2020 at 9:30 AM EST, I logged on to teach a class via Instagram Live and something truly spectacular was born amidst the darkness. For 7 months, we joined together 3-4 days a week on IG Li
Moving Together (opens the original)
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As someone whose experience in the Pacific Northwest is quite limited, the gravitational pull to return is strong. This past Spring, I was totally delighted to receive an email inviting me to guest teach at Roll Up Pilates in Portland, Oregon. (Elizabeth, I adore you and am so grateful for the opportunity to collaborate) Suddenly, we’ve arrived in September and my trip to the opposite coast is only a few weeks away. When we first shared of this collaboration, or guest residency, I was shocked by
Ghosts at the Pogue (opens the original)
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Hi friends. I am committing to writing more short stories for the simple pleasure of writing them. I exist in multiple forms outside of the movement world of Range and I hope these stories make you feel more connected to the various parts of me. They are cathartic to write and far from perfect. I hope you enjoy reading them…This happened a few months ago, on a day much like today. Overcast, damp, a subtle chill in the air. To preserve the anonymity of the man and his dog that I see multiple morn
Woodland Vigil (opens the original)
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In my small family, everyday begins with a hike in the woods with our beloved, River. Though the trails vary, the ritual remains the same…though this morning, there was something different. It happens every August, the days bookend with a cool air that almost bites at your skin. A cool nibble, if you will. You begin to reach for your wool sweaters, pull them to your face for a sniff and realize that it was only a few months ago that they were your most trusted friend. This morning was a brisk 48
Oh, I changed my mind! (opens the original)
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Hi friends! Isn’t it amazing how you blink and suddenly there is more Summer behind you than in front of you? It feels uncharacteristically early, but here in Vermont we’re already reaching for sweaters in the early mornings and evenings. I come to you today with an update and a story. Do you want to start with the update? Let’s do it! <a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!UflT!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-po
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