I was just clearing dishes from the table after dinner last night when my son said two little words that are changing my life. “So . . . basketball?” Mr. Parkour wasn’t talking about heading downstairs with a six-pack to catch some March Madness on the tube. He was challenging me to get off my… Read more »
Midwest winters can be brutal, and this season has been particularly long. This time last year, golf courses were open in Minnesota; when I look out my window today, I still see 2-foot snowbanks lining our street. But the sun is out, the birds are chirping and the snow is starting to melt. When St.… Read more »
Sleep is a wonderful thing. Indeed, as I’ve grown older and levels of a certain hormone have subsided, it is from time to time preferable even to that other word that begins with the letter “s” and describes an activity that often occurs in the bedroom. I know what you’re thinking: How can you prefer… Read more »
As I think I’ve mentioned before, I typically put my bicycle away each fall when the first snow flies and start pedaling again when the streets are clear in the spring. It’s an act of self-preservation, I suppose, and a nod to convention. I can walk to work. And for longer trips, there’s always the… Read more »
I like to tell my young tennis buddy, M.E., that growing old is a time-bending experience: You wake up Monday morning, head off to work, come home, have dinner, go to bed, wake up and it’s Thursday. Time flies. Whether you’re having fun or not. I have evidence. I distinctly remember turning 50 about three months ago (we had… Read more »
A well-rounded (ahem!) glute-enhancing routine you gotta try.