I should be walking, or ellipticaling, or weight lifting. But instead I am sitting on the floor of the gym facing the back side of an older gentleman on a workout bike watching his feet go round and round. Proof.
It was our first anniversary, and my husband was on the other side of the world. I hadn’t seen him in four months. I pretty much spent all of the day in the house, not because I intentionally wanted to or enjoyed being a hermit, it just happened that way. I taught piano lessons in … [Read more…]