It used to be that the second day after basketball I'd really feel the pain (it's called DOMS, delayed onset muscle soreness), but I was surprised yesterday morning to find that I wasn't hobbling around as much as I thought I might. It's…
I strive on a fairly regular basis to reduce my natural obliviousness to things (it's a guy thing), but I do not always succeed. Take Tuesday's workout, for instance. I'd been avoiding the gym during the latter phases of its renovation — it…
My father died 30 years ago today, so some of my siblings and I (along with my daughter) will be marking the occasion later this afternoon at a tiny cemetery in Becker, Minn., where he and my mother are buried — along with…
