I grew up loving bicycles. From my first hand-me-down with solid rubber tires (ouch!) to road riding, I learned to deal with progressively greater challenges, like balancing. And traffic. And “toe clips” (later cleats) to keep my feet on the … Continue reading
Two months ago I passed an anniversary that I was too tired to notice until now. Yep, it’d been one year since I joined the Main Street Gym in Midlothian, Texas. Shortly after signing up I met with a trainer … Continue reading
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I don’t know what it is — every time I form a healthy new habit, I turn right around and run afoul of the authorities, or at least embarrass myself in front of them. My readers might recall the time … Continue reading
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