Sometimes missing a workout is the best choice of all…
It had been a long couple of weeks. Between the transition from the school year to summer, a long road trip and making sure I was prepared for my clients, I really hadn’t taken the time to workout. I finally carved out an hour to go down to the basement for some high intensity Spartacus intervals. On so many levels I needed it.
On my way upstairs to change into a pair of gym shorts and a T-shirt, Katie called to me from the living room.
“Can you show me how to play some chords on my guitar?”
She had received the guitar as a present many years ago, but had never really picked it up. Over the last year she has been playing a lot of piano on her own (she’s almost as good, if not better than I am now), but I think the performer in…
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