Oh Hi There – I Hate You

No, not you. Not my dear reader. I hate you, my first two wrinkles, appearing unexpectedly on the right side of my forehead. No, I don’t forgive you for intruding on my bathroom mirror image, appearing as a reminder of my stress and new, wonderfully startling march toward bodily decay. I think it’s really uncool […]

Climb Every Mountain, Or Really Just Any Mountain

My dad apparently thinks my exercise experience of late has been frantically lifting Doritos into my mouth (not wholly far off), because his latest email to me about our potential mountain climbing adventure reads: “Climbing uphill is nothing like walking or running; it’s very hard physical labor.” Thanks, Dad. As if it wasn’t already intimidating […]