I had my hair blown out today, for fun and because I had the time after my semiannual haircut. It’s been two years or so since I’ve seen it straight. The children were alarmed. “You look like a mom,” I thought Vivi said, but she explained,...
I spent the first ten years of my life in Buffalo, New York. These years included the Blizzard of ’77, which buried our AMC Pacer so much that not even a hump of the car was visible in the snow. While these years calibrated my snow tolerance meter, I was not old...
Today, I enjoyed a nice lunch with Joe Nuss, managing editor of Endurance Magazine, where my yoga column has been running since 2004. (Wow.) Joe says he and Steve Lackey, the publisher, often speculate about what part of magazines people like the most. Joe favors...
Tuesdays and Thursdays, I arrive at Carrboro Yoga midday to sign in and enjoy Ruth’s noon Power Flow class. One of my first chores, and my most favorite, is cleaning the floor. I slowly push the wide dust mop back and forth over the century-old wood. When...
