Live Stream in Quarantine
Working out is an absolutely critical component of my life. As a kid my mother would complain that I could never sit still. Old home movies (taken on the Bell and Howell camera) confirm she was correct. I tell you this, as I am fast approaching 69, because I believe I come by this need to move honestly. It is part and parcel of my makeup. I like the admonition that you should be getting up and moving at least every 20 minutes in your day. While I was working, I know that's why I drank so much coffee--I had to walk to the coffee machine in the Gathering Center outside of our offices. Even on the beach, ensconced in my Tommy Bahama beach chair not unlike Jabba, reading an engaging story on the Kindle, I can only sit so long without going back to the townhouse for a potty break or refill the water or maybe just wander down the beach a little to check in with our fellow Snowbirds. I believe I previously have written about the return of the exercise ...