Saturday morning found me at the gym, which was a reasonable place for it to look.
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This past Saturday, I was there for an instructional clinic for a suspension training workout called TRX.
You might be wondering what TRX stands for. So did I and that is where my tale begins.
Dear Desk,
Perhaps you’ve sensed this was coming. We need to talk.
You may be wondering where I’ve been lately. To be honest, I needed some space, a little time away to think about things. Now that I’ve done that, there are some things you should know.
A brilliant mind has fallen on hard times. Banished and living in exile (ok, so they’re the same thing; it’s important to get that point across), forced to read books under hazelnut trees, virtually incommunicado, except for those times when he’s been communicado, Byronic Man sounded the call for assistance.
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On Saturday, March 17, St. Patrick’s Day, the SunTrust Rock’n'Roll USA marathon rocked and rolled through Washington DC. This is my tale of leprechauns, banana peels, whoo-whoo girls, rockabilly, and a few lessons learned. Continue reading »
I’m sure by now you’ve been reminded what a big day today is.
It was on this day in 1592 that a mathematician named Mrs. Smith baked her first double-crusted, lattice-topped dessert featuring apples from her Granny’s orchard and, upon noticing that the ratio of her pastry’s circumference to its diameter was approximately 3.14, she called it pi.
Later an e was added . . .
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It’s still February.
It has been February since the middle of January.
It will probably still be February until the middle of April.
February is the longest month of the year.
Every year it seems to get longer.
