Wish Me No Excuses

I slip into the pool and begin. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes, twenty. Duck my head and kick off the wall. One lap, two laps, three laps, twenty-five. It’s is the most exercise I’ve had in weeks, and I’m pleasantly surprised to find that it doesn’t feel that difficult. No, not difficult it all; […]

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Know What You’re Doing, Baseball Fan

“Know what you’re doing out there.” The voice issues from the dugout, gruff and sure. I look toward the bench from my spot on the bleachers, see the manager leaning against the dugout fence, arms crossed. Blue ball cap sitting straight over his brow, sunglasses propped on the brim . He spits a sunflower seed  to the ground. […]

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