(This is how the pool at my gym has looked since the Olympics started airing.) Normally, after three to four seconds on the elliptical machine, I am gasping for breath like a freshly caught trout with a Marlboro red addiction as the Whitney Huston-style sweat tsunami pouring down my flushed Irish face gives off the [...]
Anxiety Alleviator #3: Playing the Cowbell
This was me recently after crashing a party and hopping on stage with the band. I don’t know how I ended up with a drumstick in my right hand and a fifth plastic cup of red wine in my left, but I do know that I rocked that cowbell like I rocked that party. After [...]
