“I don’t expect to find anything, but I’d like to have this test done just in case.”
How many times has your doctor dropped this little number on you? I’ve gotten it lots of times, and it never used to bother me. Then one day a test came back and I was summoned to the office… sooner than previously arranged.
Those of you who have studied behavioral psychology…
I’m generally a pro-alarm kind of guy. They’re great for all kinds of things, like telling you to get the hell out of a burning building, or getting your but out of bed in time to earn a living, or telling you when your precious pot of caffeinated corrective is finished brewing.
It goes without saying the most important characteristic of a good alarm is it alerts you in a reliable…
There’s a stretch of Interstate 75 in north Florida that never fails to give me goose bumps. A few miles north of a small town called Micanopy the highway rises over a small crest and descends into a vast, empty basin called Paines’ Prairie. A hundred years ago it was a large lake. It became a prairie when a big sink hole opened up and gave the water someplace else to go. Truth be…
For no particular reason, I was thinking about the things that I do poorly the other day. (You may be reading this and thinking about the same thing.) Last night I got on my bike and everything got a whole lot better. I’ve missed bicycling. I’ve never tried meditation, but I wonder if my bike has a similar effect (on me).
I hop on my bike, start peddling, and for long stretches I lose…
It’s cloudy and a light drizzle is falling. It’s almost November. It feels like it should be a perfect day to sit around in fuzzy, cozy, oversized clothing and enjoy some laid-back time with family.
There’s just one problem. Something in my DNA is telling me that it should be colder. Walking barefoot around the house on the tile should send me scurrying for a pair of slippers.
Do you think it’s possible for laptop computers to be bad for you? I don’t mean bad for your budget or bad for your marriage… I mean bad for your health.
Lately I’ve been waking up in the middle of the night, an intense dream just beyond recollection, suddenly in no mood for sleep. I keep my PowerBook on a table by the bed, so the internet is less than an arm’s…
On an intellectual level, I knew that going ten months without exercise (of any kind) would have an effect on my body. Yesterday I did twenty minutes on the rollers* in a low gear (with both resistance units removed), and I just about died. I was dizzy, my legs were reduced to two pillars of Jell-o, and my heart wanted out in a big way.
I thought I was starting out slow, but maybe I need to…
I could write about travel. I could tell amusing anecdotes. I could tell you where this entry is going, if only I knew.
At the moment I know about colds. Adam’s nose looks more like a Superfund site than a piece of harmless human anatomy. Beth thinks it’s really cool that she’s loosing her voice. I’m on the brink of a critical shortage of Motrin.
I’m wondering how…
Those are the kind of signs I don’t like too much… but who does? (Sometimes I think I just sit here and type shit, just for the sake of typing. Although, I’m getting to like this funky iMac keyboard, so there are worse things I could be doing that typing crap for the sake of typing.)
Dad’s making the drive to Chattahoochee for the first time this weekend. I thought I might…
I’m beginning to suspect my headaches aren’t sinus related. It’s my doctor’s fault, really. She planted a seed in my head last week when she said, “I think your headaches may be caused by something other than sinusitis.”
I’m pretty quick, eh?
And yet, when Singulair didn’t work she prescribed another round of steroids. What do both of those drugs…