If you're an outdoors exerciser, you'll probably agree that we've arrived at shoulder season - or, as I like to call it, ass season. As in, falling on your ass if you're not cautious because it's so damn icy. We're somewhere between skiing and running/cycling season and each day brings the question of which activity … Continue reading Shoulder season
Tag: musings
Ugly Girls – a(n ugly) novel
Ever start reading a book and get a sense pretty early on that you're not going to enjoy it? What do you do? Push through or bail? For much of my reading life, I've opted to push through and have, on occasion, been pleasantly surprised when something shifts or clicks and the book becomes enjoyable. … Continue reading Ugly Girls – a(n ugly) novel
Love, me
Don't even approach my body unless you've first been between my ears. I'm 48, not 18. True love isn't roses and chocolate. It's starting my car on a winter's morning or bringing home pizza on a Friday night. Love is buying me the Sunday paper on Saturday so I don't have to go outside on … Continue reading Love, me
Counting (on) friends
If you peek at my Facebook account you'll see that I have more than 700 virtual friends. Pretty impressive, right? Thanks to the wonders of social media, I am absolutely swimming in friendship! Look a little closer, though, and you'll discover that many of my friends are people I don't really ever see, except for online. Whether … Continue reading Counting (on) friends
Thoughts after seeing American Sniper
I’ve seen a number of movies in the past month or so, three of which have been based upon books. American Sniper is the only one in which I felt the movie didn’t accurately portray the author’s experiences with real accuracy. I admire Chris Kyle's patriotism and willingness to sacrifice his life for his country, … Continue reading Thoughts after seeing American Sniper
Dog years and the passage of time
The youngest of my "boys" recently celebrated his first birthday and, while the occasion was a happy one to mark, I also noted the date with a tinge of sadness. That year certainly went quickly. When I thought about the number of years we got to love Cassidy (12.5) and started doing simple math in … Continue reading Dog years and the passage of time
15 for 2015
To run for my own pleasure without measure. To get out once or twice a month for the sole purpose of being social without the crutch of working. To eat quality food and drink copious amounts of water. To strive to get Jeter out and active as much as possible. To live an honest life. … Continue reading 15 for 2015
