Four years ago today was the classic definition of a “bad day“. I had been at the gym, doing my daily workout, but felt blah and off. I couldn’t get my heart rate above 100 (registered on the elliptical trainer), and I really had to force myself to do the full hour. I was uncomfortable on the drive home, but that wasn’t so unusual after a session at the gym. I stepped into...
Anniversary of an Ominous Day
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