I finally de-Ewok’d on Friday. Or, more accurately, de-Sasquatch’d, since after announcing that my trainer called me that in early October, I began hearing the nickname from friends and family as well. But before we get to that, I want to apologize to Ohio resident Tammy Rogers. Tammy was wonderful and sent in two photos … More De-Sasquatching and an Apology
Okay, so I suppose I can embrace this “Sasquatch” thing for the rest of October, anyway. If it reminds readers that I’m hairy for charity, and since Kurt is finding it hilarious, whatever. Besides, you can’t be Sasquatch AND high maintenance, so it gives me a reprieve from working on that…at least until November. But … More Sasquatch Eats a Hoosier Banana? A Pawpaw! C’mon, Readers, A Pawpaw!
My new trainer sucks. Okay, maybe not completely, or not much, or at all, really. But it feels good to say it, like somehow I’m getting to take back a little dignity after my clumsy attempts at weight training at my new gym here in Coshocton. I had already prepared him that I would be … More Is Marla Sasquatch?