Let me begin with an admission: I have never gone to a spinning class. I’ll take it one step further and say that I don’t get on any bikes at all, stationary or not. You’ll usually find me by a squat rack or bench press in the weight room, powerlifting my way through a workout.... Continue Reading →
I was this close to not sharing my journal this week. Then I decided to keep it simple. Given how it's the only thing I'm posting these days (yes, I'm perfectly aware that I've been a bit off target with my articles of late), I have no excuse. None. And really, keeping this journal has... Continue Reading →
I'm not ashamed to admit that my family and I reaped the benefits of what used to be known as food stamps. My dad worked very hard to pull in what he could while my mom raised all five of us with all of the resources she could find. Eventually we moved past government aid... Continue Reading →
