The Two Trees

The Two Trees

Writing has not come easily this weekend. Like many, I've been preoccupied with the attacks in Paris, following the headlines and conducting my own research into the problems with ISIS and Syria, trying to process the what, who and why, and the what next.

In the wake of tragedies, such as the ones in Paris, and major political events (legislation, Presidential debates, State of the Union addresses), I watch the reactions on social media. Platforms like Facebook and Twitter are the modern-day soap box, the national (and sometimes international) town square: people exercise their freedom of speech there through what they post, like, and share.

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Just for Kicks

Just for Kicks

Remember the turkeys who crossed the road, interrupting my morning commute last spring? The ones who reminded me to slow down and enjoy the little things? This is not that kind of story.

Remember the month of mysterious beeping? This is that kind of story.

Yesterday, the second quarter Cardio Kickboxing class began at the gym. I felt good about it. I've done these routines before, in my living room at least.

Things started simply. Two jabs with the right arm, two cross-punches with the left. One hook with the right, one uppercut with the left. Got it? Good. As the instructor said oh so many times yesterday, adding on.

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