Miracles and magical moments

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With the arrival of August, I renewed my commitment to exercise after an “extended vacation.” The vacation was no fun because I was stabbed by guilt every time I saw someone walk or run by my house.

Why couldn’t that be me, I wondered? Because you lump, you’ve been glued to three seasons of House of Cards which came with your Netflix service. Of course, the series demanded a steady supply of microwave popcorn so I wouldn’t have to miss a single moment.

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The class we never had

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Today I was thinking about the quality (or lack thereof) of my university education.  The reason I majored in journalism was because the line for elementary education was too long, and the line for journalism had only seven takers – all guys.

What I did next was a no-brainer.  I stepped over into the all-guy line and my fate was sealed.  I would become a journalist.  Had a nice ring to it, plus I had a date for dinner before I paid my fees.The girls in the elementary education line are probably still waiting.  (My Mama taught me well.)

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Art of the compliment

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I decided not to take my daily dose of Damnitol, so I’m being especially nice on this July morning. I’ve got a challenge for you today – offer at least two people a genuine compliment. Yes, I’ve already chalked up one at the farmers market when I gushed to a farmer over his white eggplants.

It’s been said that a human can live for two months on a good compliment. Me? I can go a year tops, then I start fishing for them.

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Team WPHS competes inTour de Tibbee

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Marie and I participated in theTour de Tibbee this weekend.  What a thrill.  Five other classmates from West Point High School participated in other events.

Not unlike the Tour de France, the race was grueling and seemed to last 2100 miles.  In fact, it was slightly shorter – like 2099 miles..

In the final moments there were only two riders left pedaling – Marie and me.  She beat me by a hair when my shoe lace got caught in the spokes and I flipped.

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