I had a great aversion to organized sports as a child and made it my business to become invisible during game days in gym class. If we were playing dodge ball – and we always were – I would cower … Continue reading
I am in the race of my life against an elderly woman at the local YMCA. We have a family membership there, and I work out every Monday afternoon while the kids are at their art class. I have just … Continue reading
I signed up for Jazzercise, attended a few sessions, then stopped going altogether. The community center, however, continued to charge my credit card every single month. Though I had every intention of cancelling the membership as soon as I lost … Continue reading
I’ll be honest: Every time I read a post about somebody Wii-ing it up on this new-fangled video game system the kids are playing nowadays, I say to myself, “Sounds fun, but . . . 1) “Is it postworthy?” and … Continue reading
I’m short. Not freakishly short, mind you, but short enough that I’ve contemplated disabling my driver’s side airbag. During my tortuous school days (when I was short with a boy’s haircut, braces, glasses, a weird name, and plastic hoop earrings), … Continue reading
