We can chart our path to health, but we can also chart our stumbles along the way.
As children, we’re taught to plan what we want to be. Why can’t we keep doing that as adults? Dream the dreams. Stay in your magic.
Isn’t it today still? As we march toward something resembling a pre-pandemic state, the concept of time as it was before feels…weird.
Collectibles. Reboots. Reunion tours. We swore as children that we couldn’t wait to be adults. But when we make it, we just want to go back.
I’ve always been real fuzzy on childhood memories, but one thing I do remember from those days of yore is the day I got my first double shot – the kindergarten boosters. I was there at the same time as this other kid my age, Timmy Fox. Our moms knew each other, but I wasn’t …
Freakin’ learning against your will is kind of the worst, no matter what line of bull the scholars feed you. But sometimes, and stay with me…it can help.
Sometimes, it’s best just to put your thoughts on a page. And sometimes it’s probably not.
On January 4, I took “Before” pics and jumped into Beachbody’s 9-Week Control Freak. With one day left, I look back at my choices since then.
Believing in yourself ain’t easy. But we’re doin’ it anyway.
As Gen X laugh-crying middle-age fades into the good night, there’s a certain comfort in knowing that the younger gens aren’t coming for us.