Last week while playing golf, I heard a golfer from a nearby tee box yell, “heads up!”
If you’re a golfer, you know that the proper bellow for hitting a ball in the near vicinity of others is “fore!”
The difference is important.
This past weekend was “Girls Weekend” at my house, when my perfect granddaughters came to to visit. We call them “The Pep Girls” and “Hurricane ELMA” for a reason.
So this week, I’m writing late and decided to just simply share some “random digressions” of things that caught my attention this past week.
Richard Sherman had an extraordinary career with the Seattle Seahawks for seven seasons. At the end of his final contract with the Seahawks, he signed a free agent deal with the rival San Francisco 49ers, where he played the past three seasons.
Well, “play” needs to be defined…
I’ve been a big fan of the 1960s television sitcom, Gilligan’s Island since I was a kid.
For whatever reason, the goofy show about seven stranded castaways always makes me laugh, even as an adult. Now I’m sharing the exploits of Gilligan, the Skipper, and the gang with my granddaughters, as I own all three seasons on DVD.
Growing up, I always thought the 4th of July was the the the celebration of the birth of our country. While that statement is in essence true, the reality is much more complex.
The Declaration of Independence was highly controversial within the 2nd Continental Congress. It took all the skills and efforts of John Adams…
I was out for my Saturday morning run, well before the big heatwave would roll in later that day!
As I run on the sidewalk of one of the “main drags” of town, I still remain vigilant of cars that suddenly appear and want to enter. This particular morning, a car came barreling down to the stop sign.
And I don’t mean me…
This past week, I played in a charity golf tournament. One of the players in my group was the 86-year old father-in-law of my First Underwriters Insurance business partner, Michael Oskouian.
Dan joined a bunch of “young guys” out on the course…
I’ve now been working with my personal fitness coach for about nine weeks. I’m thrilled with the results, even though sometimes I spout a few expletives under my breath (or maybe even louder) during certain exercises.
Some of the types of exercises that are most rigorous are the ones where your muscles are in “time under tension.”
I frequently “walk the ferry” to get in a few extra steps and some exercise when coming home from watching my granddaughters. The ferry from Edmonds to Kingston is about 25 minutes in duration, and by the time I get done from start to finish, I’ve logged a little over a mile at a 19-minute pace.
How do I know?