back to the gym this morning for the first time since i hurt my back. by the time i read your responses admonishing me to be careful, it will all be over, and i will have spent the day in phoenix. see ya.
well, duh, the YMCA is closed for MLK day.
the year martin luther king was shot, i was eleven, wished i was going to woodstock, i was in 6th grade being taught by mr. laskowich, who i was certain knew absolutely everything, i went to washington dc with my dad when he testified before a senate panel, i met and shook hands with walter mondale, and i wore red white and blue bellbottoms with USA emblazoned all over them. in the spirit of the times, i had my mom make them with the USA upside down.