I’ve been going to Resolution Fitness in the 191 Peachtree Bldg now for a couple of weeks. After my first experience with the workout, I seriously pondered the wisdom of making such a commitment. A 5-week training course to whip me into shape to complete a climb up 52 stories … Continue reading
I’m laid out on a concrete curb at the city park like a bag lady after a three-day drunk. A couple of flawlessly-dressed speed walkers streak by, eying me with disgust and pity. “Tsk tsk, Bless Her Heart,” says the (obviously) nicer of the two. “Can’t. Move.” I murmur to … Continue reading
I have skin cancer. Not really, or that I know of, but that’s what I declared to HK last night. I was getting out of the shower I noticed these new “thingy’s,” little growths, like the thousands of moles that cover my body. (OK, not thousands, maybe, but lots-and that’s … Continue reading