Finding My Limit

My whole life I thought I was an intorver. I did my best to avoid big social events and just stay at home. But for a variety of reasons I started feeling that might be wrong. After dipping my social toes in the water for a bit I finally took the plunge and went out dancing. That was a revelation beyond any spiritual experience I have ever had. (read more about that here)

I found I could go out dancing all night from the time the DJ started at 9 pm till the bar closed at 1:30 am. And after that I didn’t just make it home OK, but was over flowing with energy the next day. One weekend after dancing all night I got up early the next morning to join the Rainbow Hikers to go on a two hour hike. After that we got together for a wonderful brunch. Then I went shopping all afternoon. By sun down I was starting to feel a bit tired, but got home just fine

For me this ability is amazing. In the past I would leave a crowded event as soon as I could, now those same kind of events give me energy I didn’t know I had. I have gone from avoiding crowds to seeking them out, and the bigger the better. But how far does this go?

I knew I wanted to dance all night for New Year’s Eve so I had planned on going to my favorite bar, The Sun Trapp (please see update below). I got there early, so that I wouldn’t have an issue with parking. I danced to the jukebox until the DJ got there. At first, as is often the case, I was the only one on the dance floor. But as always the dance floor filled up as the night progressed.

By 10:30 it was pretty much wall to wall people and I was in ecstasy. I so love those times, it is like the whole room is one mass of joy as we dance together. As I usually do, I moved around a bit dancing with different people. I love the way everyone has a different style. We screamed in the new year and kept dancing. Finally the bar had to tell us it is time to leave. I got home at about 3 am.

The next morning I still had the dancing bug. But I had already gone out the previous night and I usually run out of energy around 6 pm the next day. But my soul was aching for more. Finally I decided, ‘fuck it, I’m going back’. I started preparing; planned out my outfit and what I needed to get done before I left.

That night was nearly as amazing as the previous one. The dance floor was a bit cold due to the extreme temperatures outside, so I started dancing with my sweater on. But as the night moved on and the floor got filled I didn’t need my sweater any more. I danced with some of my same friends I saw the previous night and found some new ones.

By about 1 am I was starting to get a bit tired and considered heading home ‘early’. But before I got around to leaving I found a new group of happy lesbians to dance with and I just couldn’t leave. So I danced, again, until they asked us to leave.

But wait there’ more
The next day my wife and I had planned on going to a lesbian meetup. So I got up at 8 am the next morning, after getting to bed at 3:30 am, to get ready. Picked out my outfit, did my makeup etc. We headed out to our meeting and met some wonderful new friends. We chatted with them for over three hours. Then had a wonderful lunch at a brazilian steakhouse and did a bit of fun shopping at Trolley Square.

By the time we got home I was exhausted. I had finally reached my limit. I was so full of joy and life but my body had had enough. So I took a nap. And now I am writing all of this to savor these past three wonderful days and share it with you.

Update on The Sun Trapp
Since I wrote this article The Sun Trapp has gone through some drastic changes. I would definitely not recommend it any longer, it is not what it used to be. The following is my perspective of what happened.

Full disclosure: Several of the old staff are friends of mine and I am quoted in the below article.

The SLC Tribune article below explains the details of what happened with the Trapp.  Since that article was published the defendants have gained control of the bar and brought in all new management and staff.  

Please bear in mind that the author of the article repeatedly tried to contact the defendants for their side of the story, but they refused to comment.  While that doesn’t make them guilty one must ask why they felt they couldn’t defend their position if they were innocent of all charges.

 If we were talking about a Walmart or Mc Donalds I would say who cares who is managing it.  But this is a very small local business, the people were the heart and soul of the business.  To me, and many more the building, location, and name were nothing, it was the people that brought it to life.  The Trapp was our home because the people on the other side of the bar made it that way.

Personally, I would never patronize a business that treats people the way the defendants did.  Furthermore, I have friends that have been harmed by some of the new staff (sorry I can’t give details), so I am certainly not going there. Obviously, we each have to decide what is important to us.