Hurricane Irma and the hours without power
I returned to work after Hurricane Irma feeling a bit worse for wear but was humbled by hearing the experiences of others before I could garner any sympathy for myself. Poor me. “Did you lose power?” I asked John, as I passed by his office on our first day back to work following the storm.…
An argument for communication…
How I was forced to communicate my frustration with someone’s lack of communication.
“Sara’s birthday’s in the house”
Sara’s birthday’s in the house. Or gym. Or office. Wherever. Today.
Today’s workout goal? No sweat!
The reason was this: I had walked into the nearly empty locker room before 6 this morning in time to hear a woman in a wet swimsuit say, “The showers are closed?”
Skimpy showers suit me…
Longer workouts, shorter waits, happy hair, and still early to work — all because I didn’t get what I wanted.
A little advice on “cow tipping”…
I can no longer remember just how I responded to Mr. Namaste. I’m sure I remained my sweet, friendly self though inside I was thinking, “Let me give you some advice about ‘cow tipping,’ Mr. Namaste. Don’t. Say. It.”
All in a day’s workout…
It was just a typical day at the health club — a snapshot of the workout world that encourages me to join it each day. See you there!
Don’t skimp on the showers…
While my friends add their “thankful” posts to Facebook daily in November, I am choosing to do something different. Complain. Sure, I can choose thankfulness; I’ve played “The Glad Game” along with the best of them. But that was last week. So far this week, I’ve managed to out my husband for criticizing my clothes, whine about…