Those Barefoot Wackos, Again

Recall that some time ago, shoeless wackos descended on my blog post - Is Your Brood Shod? - and ran the discussion up to 100 freakin' comments.

Well the barefoot movement has really taken off, apparently. Not only are people shedding footwear....they're running marathons and whatnot unshod!

And I count myself among the converts - around the house anyway. Shoes are 100% unnatural, a bailout for the feet. Like all bailouts, there are substantial unforeseen side-effects and they're doomed to continual, escalating failure.

Consider this excerpt from a New York Times article this week:

As the practice has grown in popularity, however, it has drawn criticism from podiatrists who say there is no scientific research that shows barefoot running reduces injuries. The American Podiatric Medical Association recently released a statement urging runners to be wary of the method, noting the lack of peer-reviewed studies and expressing concern it could lead to puncture wounds from road debris or added stress in the lower extremities.

Hah!

I'm like so wicked shocked that podiatrists are officially against barefootedness!

Without shoes they won't sell any of those expensive, useless inserts that constitute the sweet spot of their 150k average salary.

This is perfectly analogous to those quack back doctors who examined me and could only come up with taking Vioxx/Celebrex FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE....and expensive, invasive, dubious surgery instead of yoga. And this is the same certified guild that looks with disdain upon *chiropractors*.

One point of irony worth a mention here is that, I believe in the doctor pecking order, at near the very bottom dwell podiatrists. I don't think technically they even attend *med school*. The way I always understood it, podiatry was for the medical school applicant manqué. Look ---> a link!

Another Piece In The Bad Back Puzzle?

Long-time (and clairvoyant!) readers know that I seriously injured my back 11 years ago in a freak car accident.

Whiplash was the initial diagnosis; then TOS - Thoracic Outlet Syndrome - which was most manifest in a 99% occlusion of the vein in my left arm. I suffered a gradual loss of strength in my hands to the extent that the milk carton might fall out of my hand when pouring and that I had trouble opening a beer bottle (domestic!).

Ignorant, I underwent a risky invasive surgery where they cut all sorts of stuff out of my thoracic region. It was an attempt to free up physical space around the blood vessel and whatnot. The doctor from the opposing insurance company likened the procedure I subjected myself to, to *bloodletting*, i.e. contemporary quackery.  And he was probably right.

Anyways, there was no noticeable improvement in my condition post-surgery. At the follow-up with the doctor, he actually he sent one of his minions(!) who said, "Oh, you won't be able to tell if it helped for at least a year or longer; it takes a long time for nerves to decompress...". Heck the clown may as well have been a *financial adviser* wielding that long-run BS.

Even after the surgery, physical therapists, and the doctors, emphatically told me NOT TO DO any stretching, NOT TO DO anything like yoga because that would compress my blood vessels even more.

Of course they were, and are, complete Morons as *yoga* was the only thing that ever helped my back after surgery.

While my condition at the moment is stable, I am still far from 100% strong and healthy. But I'm honestly convinced that one day, before I leave this overheated, variable-climate planet....I'll discover the magical cure and restore my back completely.

Lately I've been reading a highly regarded, technical book - Trigger Point Therapy for Low Back Pain: A Self-treatment Workbook (New Harbinger Self-Help Workbook) - to that end.

A lot of the recommended treatment, to me, came off as highly technical and time intensive. It also seems like it's geared for *practitioners* and those who have much worse symptoms than I have. Though I'm sure if I reread it with application I'll really learn a lot - enough perhaps to become the masseuse that every chick dreams of marrying! (Years ago, I once had a young lady tell me that I should really study *massage*. And she was right! A man who can massage and dance proficiently will never have to suffer loneliness.)

When I went in for my surgery in 2001, my hands were weakening and all of my back pain was up high - from the upper back through the neck.

But when I came out, I started experiencing a new *lower* back pain. I would say the pain moved but after so many years of a stiff neck I can't even tell if my upper back is better now or if I just got used to it.

Whatever, this lower back pain is far more debilitating than the upper variety and actually goes down into the top of my hiney (images upon request).

From the book I'm inferring that my issues might be centered in my quadratus lumborum - which is the hard-to-target back wall of the abdomen or something.

The book says that one thing guaranteed to aggravate this particular area is *sleeping on one's side* - which I've done my entire life.

The author INSISTS that sleeping with the knees touching, one on top of the other like this, is very bad for this quadratus lumborum or whatever it is. It also leads to a postural imbalance which I also definitely have (left shoulder high) and have had since I was a kid.

She highly recommends that side-sleepers put a (king-sized) pillow between their legs at night.

Guess what. I tried it the other night and when I woke up, I was only 20% as stiff as I normally am. This may not sound like a big deal, but generally I wake up in such rough shape that I need to spend a full hour stretching each morning before I can fully function.

I was giddy all day yesterday thinking I may have finally found something helpful. So last night I leg-straddled a pillow again and also woke up this morning feeling positively bouncy.

Now I've had false starts before. After I bought an inversion table, the first time I used it I was euphoric and thought I had found the answer. Of course I didn't.

BTW, if you sleep on your stomach or flat on your back....you should also use pillows (under your stomach and under your knees respectively) to protect your spine - click here.

Blankets are always a good idea too - particularly when your camera-wielding buddies are around.

The Merits Of Barefoot Propaganda

From the Boston Globe:

We were born to run, but maybe not with shoes.

New research led by Harvard scientists shows that people who run barefoot or with minimal shoes -- as people have done for millions of years -- often land on their feet in a way that avoids a jarring impact.

Bare feet slamming down on all kinds of terrain without cushioned soles or arch support may seem like it would be hard on the body. But the new work, published online today in the scientific journal Nature, finds that the way the majority of people run in shoes -- striking heel first -- is not gentle at all.

"It's as if every time you land on the ground, someone hits you on the heel with a hammer," said Daniel E. Lieberman, a professor of human evolutionary biology at Harvard University, who studies the biomechanics of running in the lab -- and himself runs with minimal or no shoes. "It's an amazing thing. Running barefoot can be less impactful."

Instead of striking heel-first, barefoot runners tend to land on the ball or middle of their foot. Researchers need to do followup studies to test whether less impact translates into fewer injuries, but the new finding may become yet another example of the way in which evolution has made humans ill-equipped to handle some of the luxuries of modern life. Millions of years of evolution created humans best adapted to an environment lacking recent inventions such as desk jobs, video games, abundant processed foods, and -- perhaps -- the modern running shoe.

Really?

*Evolution* created a species that can't survive sedentary living? That can't survive sneakers and Crocs? People who wear expensive footwear don't reproduce as much? Is this the implication?

And how does evolution *create* in the first place? I thought it was a process of development and not an *author*?

Never mind. That's not the subject for this post.

How about that guy above - running near bare-foot in the Boston winter?

Although, the socks are probably gore-tex or something. The story here is *no shoes*.

Now I had never in my life thought much about wearing shoes - about whether or not footwear induced negative side effects until my blog was attacked by a barefoot brigade this past summer in - Is Your Brood Shod?.

But I've been thinking some more on the issue.

You see, while I have a pretty messed up back (1999 car accident, TOS) I also have some banged up knees. Even as a very active child I was told by some orthopedist in 1984, when I was 10, that I had *60 year old* knees. I thought this guy was a jurassic quack; but he insisted I was going to suffer long term problems - something about the cartilage under the knee cap grating when it slid it. Great. Thanks. He told me *no sports* for 6 months, and to do leg raises. I followed this Moron's prescription to no avail.

In 1996 I tore the cartilage and ACL in my right knee playing basketball and eventually had it reconstructed in 2004. Then I re-injured that one pretty badly this September. Now those injuries were exogenous, BUT I am also having problems with my left knee - one that's never even been injured. It's often painful and once in a while slightly buckles. In fact, I really believe it's worse than the other one!

Recently I tried to step up my yoga. I was doing a hard 45 minutes every single day. But ten days into that, both of my knees were killing me - so I had to dial it back. In fact, every time in my life I have tried to STEP-UP my workouts - be they for golf, for basketball, running more, etc. my body has always pushed back on me. I always figured, and still do, that my body was just never cut out for hard core training.

Though that doesn't mean I am going to stop trying to improve my physical state. I tried many things, for many years, before I discovered the benefits of yoga on my achy back.

Here's what I'm going to try now - not barefoot running, but at least spending a whole lot more time without any footwear. Obviously, with homeschooling, blogging, and occasional trading, I'm a home-body. I traipse around most of my day in flip-flops. But no more. Now I'm giving this barefoot thing a try - though it is wintertime and I'm donning socks.

I want to see how my feet react to having no artificial support and no artificial cushioning. Perhaps whatever strengthening or conditioning occurs will filter up into my fragile knees? What exactly do I have to lose with this experiment? (Aside from blackened socks.)



It's not just those hippy foot nudists who descended on my blog - it seems like the yoga crowd is big into barefoot evangelism as well. In the magazine I now get, there are plenty of adds for *yoga sox* and much talk about separating toes - toes that are unnaturally crowded together in shoes.

I mean, it's hard not to see that shoes are a *bailout* for the feet - and like all bailouts, doomed to have serious side effects.

When I was 14 I went to a new school - a Catholic high school where I had to shed my Levis and sneakers for a jacket, tie, and dress shoes. For the first 6 months of my freshman year, my feet, particularly my ankles, were in serious pain. I believe it was because I had never really worn *low-cut* shoes before. For years I had been wearing high-top or high-cut basketball shoes - Kangaroos, the Converse Weapon, etc. And not only did I wear them, like a punk I rarely tied them. (No *fat laces* though!) Obviously, my choice of footwear seriously weakened my feet - though in time, and from wearing shoes with much less artificial ankle-support, my strength came back.

Of course, it's not easy changing a habit like this. I feel awkward, unstable, and *naked* without my flip-flops on around the house.

Paul Mitchell's feet ↑

This is an issue for my wife as well. She's got some really bad feet. One foot in particular has always given her trouble - it has an incipient bunion. Consequently, she absolutely never wants to take her shoes off, even around the house. Mrs. C-Nut says that she just *can't* go unshod. She's seen an orthopedist who did what they always do - prescribe some arch stretches and some expensive inserts - but there has been no progress. Now he says she has *plantar fasciitis*.

But I've been telling her about those barefoot fanatics, she's been listening and receptive. So, while we won't be out there grocery shopping and jogging with naked feet like those bohemians, the C-Nut family is at least giving this no-shoe or less-shoes thing a test run.

Yoga Goddesses - In Harmony With Men

So my wife actually got me a subscription to some yoga magazine for Christmas. I look oh-so-manly reading it out in public!

The first few issues just came and I've been perusing them.

I've NEVER seen more beautiful women in my life! And that counts robbing my friend's perverted uncle of a stack of Hustler magazines back in the prime of my pre-pubescence.



It did just hit me the other day, the basis for this attraction.

One might conclusion-jump and figure it's these broads' slender frames, their rock hard butts and abs, unimaginable flexibility, and beautifully perfect posture.

And that's what I had erroneously thought before my recent eureka moment...

Yoga chicks, like the diehards featured in industry periodicals, are goddesses, not because of their bods, but because they are *at peace with their souls* and *in harmony with the planet*!

The man's ideal woman would be teeming with chi, no? I just can't imagine any of these über-yoga women screaming at me because I, say, left dishes in the sink, or if I cut a juicy one at the dinner table.

Squeezing Into The Mass Culture

After lambasting the entire category in - Chicks Are Sheep! - on the advice of the female commenters on that post I went out and bought a pair of Lululemon yoga pants for my wife.

They cost $98! And a *yoga towel* from that same store went for an outrageous $55!

That was her Christmas present - even though I've been expressly told never to buy her *workout clothes*, EVER AGAIN, repeatedly to boot.

You see, Mrs. C-Nut is impossible to buy for. Jewelry never worked, clothes seldom were acceptable, she has no real *hobbies*, and I've given her that thoughtful cash-this-coupon-in-for-a-free-massage homemade card more times than I could count over the past eternity eleven years. She seemed to sour on the latter when I started putting conditions and dates of expiry in fine print. See what I mean about how particular she is?

I fit the same profile in the sense that I too am extremely difficult to shop for. But the difference is, when I say *don't buy me anything*....I freakin' mean it!

For an informative and humorous article on the Lululemon juggernaut - click here.

I see now that Lululemon actually has a brassiere called the Ta Ta Tamer!

Eco-Pagans Co-Opting Flavor!

In September, I was at a local farmers market and someone set up a stand to sell their *organic* prime rib. They put out an electric grill(!) and with just salt and pepper turned out one of the most mouthwatering pieces of meat I've ever sampled.

I was really tempted to spend $22 for a sliver of it when I remembered that 1) my wife wouldn't eat it and 2) my kids don't deserve it!

It was really, really good. Yet I didn't think much of it until today.

The catalyst was some meatballs I ate at a homeschooling holiday party. They too were un-freakin' believeable.

I'm hardly shy. I researched and tracked down who made them and essentially asked for a step-by-step recipe.

It wasn't the seasoning of the meatballs - at least I didn't think it was. It had to be the meat composition. They were *lighter* so I definitely had to be tasting some ground pork or veal in there....I was eager to know which, and in what proportion.

Nope. I was told they were all beef. But not just any beef - Whole Foods ground beef.

Now I've never really even been in a Whole Foods, except once for a curious walk-through in Chelsea (NYC). And I've most definitely never knowingly eaten much of their food.

But after my two recent *organic* experiences I'm wondering whether or not there's something to this no-growth-hormone, free-range, whatever the bleep it is that can command such massive price premiums.

Sure, I've heard eco-pagan idiots say that organics *taste better*, but only about one-tenth as much as I've heard them talk about *chemicals* and *global warming*!

You see, I'll certainly pay up for TASTE irregardless of the packaging or within reason, how healthy the foodstuff may or may not be.

I guess I'm the Moron here - allowing the co-option and inarticulation of eco-pagans to have steered me off what could be real culinary delight!

I had built up the SAME INTELLECTUAL RESISTANCE to yoga before going hogwild over it - I pre-judged the sport by the bubbleheads that trumpeted it!

Of course I'm going to have to do some more research on free-range food. I'll be hitting Whole Foods later this week, really for the first time ever....and I'm planning on buying some ground beef.

Hopefully the sticker shock won't be too bad!

For a glimpse into my rookie blogging year, see what I wrote on Whole Foods a whopping 4.5 years ago:

Marketing Hilarity

An Obvious Right-Wing Nutjob

I wouldn't let this guy *adjust* me...



AND I CERTAINLY WOULDN'T LET HIM *ADJUST* MY KIDS!

Yoga and golf are two sports(!) that I don't think kids should be partaking in anyways.

Yoga Instructor - Best Job On Earth?

WOWSERS!

A while back I wrote a couple of posts on the *worst* jobs:

Click here and then here.

New Chick In My Life

Here name is Shiva Rea and I discovered her today as a new arrival on Comcast's OnDemand *yoga*.

I'm no expert, but she seemed pretty good. A *beginner* 23 minute session with her this morning and I'm feeling it now. That is the test, I guess, of a good instructor. While you're doing the practice, it doesn't seem so hard but it bites you later on in the day.

Apparently she's pretty famous. Click the link above for some YouTube clips.

Yeah, I know, she sounds like a psychopath; and probably has the personality of a hemorrhoid.

Sound Familiar?

I just read the following in Yoga Journal's August 2009 issue:

In 2:15 of the Yoga Sutra, Patanjali teaches that suffering is caused by change, unfulfilled longing, habits, and fluctuations in energy. Not even the the most enlightened among us is immune. But in the next sutra, Patanjali offers some hope when he says that we can "prevent the suffering that is yet to come."

Patanjali teaches that we can have pain, yet not suffer. If we accept the inevitability of life's twists and turns and find the opportunity for growth in the struggles we face, we can prevent the unnecesssary, self-inflicted suffering that comes from such feelings as guilt, blame, and regret. We can't avoid hardship in life, but through the practice of the eight limbs of yoga, we can learn to see that our true Self remains unchanged, and so we find peace and ease, even in the midst of difficulty.

Hmmmmm...

Suffering is inevitable?

Life is beyond our complete control?

And setbacks are opportunities for or lessons in personal growth?

If this all sounds eerily familiar...

That's because it may have well been stripped straight from the Bible!

Now I know that yoga is an ancient practice; and that this Patanjali dude predates Christ by a 100 years or so.

But still, people today indulge in a medley of self-fulfilling, nouveau-chic behavior be it *greening* their lives, traipsing around barefoot, or taking up yoga...

And yet many of them haven't the slightest idea that the ultimate goals in these practices have all already been addressed and prescribed for in Scripture.

It'd be sort of like me predicting an iPhone fad because I just tried one out last week!

See also - Ring Any Bells?.

Breathe-Right?

Interesting excerpt, from a golf site:

Breathing

Many golfers hold their breath during their golf swing. This creates resistance to their backswing. David was one of these golfers. From years of doing sit-ups, microfibers constricted the movement of his abdomen and chest to the point where he could only expand 1" in his abdomen and 2" in his chest when he took a deep breath. He chronically held his breath during his swing, which is common in golfers with restricted breathing ranges.

By releasing microfibers that had formed from years of sit-ups, Somax was able to expand David's range of motion while breathing to 3" in his abdomen, an increase of 300%. Somax also increased his range of motion in his chest to 4", an increase of 200%. As a result, David no longer holds his breath during his golf swing.

Increasing the range of motion during breathing has other benefits. The brain runs on just oxygen and glucose (sugar). When the breathing is restricted, the brain does not get the oxygen it needs. Golfers who increase their breathing range at Somax report a better mood and increased ability to concentrate. Young golfers report that their school grades improve and older golfers find than their memory and problem-solving ability improve as well.

Grades improve?

Old coots learn to breathe properly and....can finally find their spectacles?

The whole thing may sound *quackish* and look *quackish* on a commercial web site, but I'm inclined to believe it to an extent.

Remember, I'm a recovering mouth-breather who's profited greatly from yoga.

I'd wager that if an exhaustive study were ever performed, all sort of negative personality traits could be correlated with sub-optimal respiration.

Also from that site:

Breathing is the least understood and most unappreciated of all human activities.

We breathe an average of 20,000 times a day. Any problems we have in breathing are therefore multiplied 20,000 times every 24 hours.

Constriction in breathing can lead to sub-par mental performance, poor skin tone, fatigue, anxiety, mild depression, poor posture, pain, premature senility, poor athletic performance, osteoporosis and heart attacks.

My daily goal is to make 500 deep, abdominal breaths each day. With my harried life, I rarely get there; but when I goal-meet for say 5 days in a row, I can really feel it in my abs.

What I really need is some microchip *life coach* in my brain. If there were some counter reminding me all day of the little things I need to do, I really think it would improve my personal efficiency. Maybe the iPod could do the trick?

Concentration Problems

Click to enlarge image, etc.

Last week my wife tried some *yoga with weights* workout she came across in that trashy Self magazine.

But she left it out on her nightstand which is right in the path of our bedroom. So I've had to walk past the chick pictured above umpteen times per day over the past week. At least three times I tripped, twice I spilled drinks, etc.!

Again, all you guys out there that I haven't been able to get into yoga really ought to get your heads examined.

BTW, one of my readers complained about the pic that was left atop this blog for two days last week. I hope this one makes up for it.

Yoga Dad

I do my yoga solo. I use OnDemand videos, books, YouTube, I study my form in the mirror, etc.

Contrasly, my wife just has to find her chi in a *class*. She has to leave the premises and spend that $15 to have an instructor holler whisper directions in a group setting.

For a while now, she's been trying to get me to *just try a class*. She insists that they're different,....better and more effective. Yet I've maintained my thrifty skepticism. After all, I've never paid for a golf lesson either. I'm a complete auto-didact!

But I was just getting around to humor her and try a class when she all of a sudden changed her mind:

Mrs. C-Nut - You know, with you being an at-home Dad....taking the kids to ballet, soccer, and karate classes....if people in town start seeing you at the local yoga studio it may just be a little too much.

Hmmmm.

I had just convinced myself that it wouldn't be so bad to see the neighborhood mom's contorting themselves in front of me, nor would it be so bad to have some ripped yoga teacher physically correcting my poses....

But my wife makes a good point.

So as a compromise, I subscribed to Yoga Mom magazine which I'll conspicuously read at the park, in the library, and on the town beach.

This Chick...

Would break West Coast Tom in half!

And he'd be so lucky.

More Pet Yoga

This is why they have doga but no cat-oga:



Yeah, I wish they didn't *name* the video so crassly....

But it was just too funny a video to pass on!

My prior post - Yoga Crazies - will explain *doga*.

Yoga Crazies

There's an animal called *partner yoga*:




There's *dog yoga* or *doga*:




And, of course, there's *nude yoga*:




Obviously, I omitted another possible modifier for the last pic.

I hurt my back pretty bad last week and I'd rather not say what kind of yoga I was experimenting with.

I wouldn't want to embarrass my corporate sponsors!

My Blog Will Chisel Your Mind

Twice now in the past 2 months or so I have met individuals who've completed the P90X regimen. You may recognize it from the nighttime infomercials:



Both guys were quite happy and quite transformed by the product.

P90X is obviously the antithesis of these other fitness programs. Unlike products like the *Ab Lounge*, this one promises to whip your butt.

I have to admit that I an fascinated by infomercials. I watch them all the time. I find the marketing, the new *sells* very interesting.

Though only twice have I ever bought anything. I bought the some *ab wheel* about 10 years ago (It hurt my back too much). And I also bought the Bean so I could do back-supported crunches. The Bean lasted, and got used, for a couple of years. It recently went flat and I moved on to yoga and Hip Hop Abs.

The yoga has been great - read my prior post On Yoga.

But now I might modify my workout a bit. I think I am going to give Yoga Booty Ballet a try!



One note - they ought to make *new moms* off-limits from infomercial testimonials. No matter what they do, even if it's *nothing*, these women are going to lose a lot of weight after they have newborns. That is....so long as they don't get pregnant again.

On Yoga

One subject on this blog whose treatment is out-of-line with its importance in my life is yoga. I do it every morning for about 20-30 minutes. And, I've only being doing it for a year or so.

Let me just say that it is AWESOME. Forget the chanting, the *feel your thoughts float away like a butterfly* nonsense. Yoga is minimally about stretching and strengthening one's body. It'll improve your posture, respiration, and yes, even your *chi*.

What's great about yoga, beyond the results, is that you can do it without breaking a sweat; you can do it after eating a hearty breakfast; and that you can do it anywhere on this overheated Earth. It's cheap to boot!

I first started doing free on-demand yoga classes from Comcast on my color TV. Then I borrowed a book. Most recently I've been cruising the web and YouTube for new poses and stretches. That chick whose video I posted the other night (for her *qualities important to the superficial male*) I've actually found to be quite a good resource.



Here's the crux of yoga. Can you bend over, keeping your legs straight and touch your toes? Probably not - especially if you're a dude. Yoga people can not only do this, they can bend over so far that they can place their palms flat on the ground.

I mistakenly thought that I couldn't touch my toes because "I'm not flexible" and "Because of my bad back". But I discovered that my inability was actually due to *tight hamstrings*. I am happy to report that I can now not only touch my toes but almost get my palms completely flat on the ground. Note that I am still brimming with masculinity and I still have the very bad back!

None of this is philosophy or *detoxification*....It's pure anatomy. Hamstrings are, well, strings and you have about a bazillion of them (alright, maybe not that many). They get tight from our sedentary, automotive lifestyles and wreak havoc on our backs. Tightness in our bodies is a locally contagious affliction. What kills me to this day is that out of all of my doctors, not a one of them ever told me to stretch my hamstrings (or lose my gut) to mitigate my bad back. Remember I suffer from TOS (and had its invasive surgery) because of a freakish car accident almost 11 years ago now.

Not only did the doctors all push useless, expensive pills on me, and not only did they fail to recommend yoga, THEY STRONGLY ADVISED THAT I NOT DO STRENUOUS STRETCHING.

So they told me NOT TO DO the one thing that has helped the most!

The next thing you know, our powers-at-be will be prescribing for our debt-ravaged society....EVEN MORE DEBT!

Okay, I digress.

Yoga is one of these things that has the potential to really transform you physically. It awakens muscles you, even if a one-time star athlete, never knew you had. Heck, later in his career NBA icon Larry Bird used to *stretch* for a solid hour each day.

You naysayers need to realize that flexibility and strength are in no way disjoint goals.

I could add plenty more here on yoga but my time is short. Though I am going to add one final thought.

My wife - sagacious broad that she is - had unsuccessfully tried for years to get me to do yoga. I rejected the idea reflexively. I was turned off by the *people* who were into it, the airheaded philosophy of it, and probably the group/class aspect. I like to do things, make that just about everything, by myself. Essentially, I refused a life-enhancing practice because of the people, whom I believed, have co-opted it.

What I've truly learned over the past couple of years is to not reject ANYTHING based upon its practitioners.

Yeah, almost four years ago I set out to Marginalize Morons and in the process I accidentally got a whole lot more tolerant of them. Seriously.

So, again. Be careful what you ignorantly deprecate. How many meathead 'old coots' do you know that laughed at golf, retired, and then lamented the fact that they didn't take up the game decades prior?

My next post in this vein, will explain to y'all why I have started passionately studying ballet.

I Don't Know Why....

I can't get anyone else (guys!) interested in yoga!