Denial, and maybe subconscious pride, kept me from admitting (during the interview process) that my Fibromyalgia would prevent me from performing, what is, for seemingly everyone else, a reasonably easy job at my local gym, where I have been regularly working out for years. I didn’t lie, I just didn’t really consider the physicality of […]
Leftovers for dinner. Although maybe he’ll make a marinara sauce for some fresh pasta. Not fresh, as in home made. Fresh, as in not part of the leftovers. Yeah, still working on these leftovers from bring-in birthday dinner. Not too much made in the way of a Happy Birthday. Eh, maybe the day before. Friends […]
Gym Entry Interview ~ As I consider going to the gym today, I can’t help but think: can it really have been six months since I’ve last set my sneakered shoe in my local Planet Fitness? Could you imagine if the gym personnel were instructed to conduct an entry interview as you walk thru the door? […]
What do our television viewing habits reveal about ourselves? Like the great debate between cardio vs. strength training, what we watch on TV on a regular basis (not channel surfing) might suggest to our co-workers, friends, or partners a propensity for aggression over ease — or maybe silliness over intensity — or perhaps reality over […]
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