
Wind in your hair is freedom. More accurately, wind whipping through the vents on your helmet is freedom. Isn’t “Always wear a helmet” the first thing we learn about bike safety? The first bike I ever rode belonged to my friend Marli, who lived down the street. I remember it to be white, and…

I’m going to marry Julie Foucher. You’re invited. We haven’t planned the wedding yet, but I’ve been saving oodles of cool ideas on my “future wedding” Pinterest page in anticipation for Julie calling me and saying, “I can’t wait to make this happen, Harold.” I’ll have to tell her we should wait until she finishes…

It’s 2013. You’ve made it. Congratulations. Now, you have to make it count. Why? Because one day you will die, and “When you look back on your life, you’ll regret the things you didn’t do more than the ones you did.” Seriously. You really can’t avoid death. Sorry. Let’s not talk about dying though, let’s…

“Hey, what does wmembership cost here?” “I’m not sure, maybe $50 per month.” “Damn, that’s expensive!” That was the beginning to a conversation I had one morning last week with an employee at the gym, concerning the price of gym memberships on Long Island. We named a number of cheap gyms in the area, from…

This morning I had a conversation with Joy and Charles, who are 77 and 80, respectively. As Charles ellipticized, Joy explained that when she was was 43, Charles insisted that they begin exercising together, and that they’ve been “gym people” ever since. She told me of her past training for half marathons, their thrice-weekly Spin…