I'm miserable. I'm throwing myself a pity party. I'm the only one on the guest list but still, no one showed up. I had minor knee surgery last week so I am stuck in a leg brace on my recliner. The last 5 days have been one melted candle of playing on the computer,...

As I grabbed a banana from the basket at my favorite gas station, I heard a loud and frustrated voice at the coffee bar. Obviously flustered, the lady flapped both of her arms in the air, looked directly at me and said, "I am getting too old for this crap." I gave my...

2.0 miles to the church and back. 3.6 miles to the track and back. 5.8 miles from track to track. More days than not, I have been choosing to waddle one of these distances since the whole quarantine thing began. I like it. It's a different feeling. When I run, I make...