I have never been an athlete. As a kid I played outside because that’s what kids did then, but I had zero talent or inclination for team sports. Tennis I kind of liked, but you needed a court for that … Continue reading
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It seems that the older I get, the more integral exercise is to my writing practice. The way they are interwoven has changed with the passing decades, as has the type of physical activity that appeals to me. I no … Continue reading
by Jennifer Stevenson Since I started taking regular exercise about sixteen years ago, I have heard a number of inspiring stories from people who were, how shall I put this, too old. Too old to ride a horse, too old … Continue reading
Late last summer, I was called in to help an IT client learn to work better with their customers. Although I don’t ordinarily travel in the summer, this problem sounded like a true emergency, one where my presence was required … Continue reading
Factoid: all quad skates were, until recently, designed for the male foot, which apparently is shaped like a brick. The female foot is more duck-shaped, with a narrow heel and wider at the toes.
Continue readingJubilation! Three of my fellow Haymarket Rioters have been drafted into home teams of the Windy City Rollers! I’m so proud I could bust!
Continue readingBenched. I’m bummed. Our team, the Haymarket Rioters, is doing some derby demo scrimmages before the bout on March 21 and I can’t skate for at least three more weeks. At a recent practice I took a toss, and I think I kicked the skates out from under the skater in front of me, because she sat down suddenly on my knee. One small sprain and bam, I’m benched.
Continue readingI have never been a fan of exercise for its own sake. As recorded in this blog, I have taken up swimming—because it’s like flying, because I can do it lying down, because against all odds I’ve become good at … Continue reading
by Jennifer Stevenson After swimming for two years every single day, I fell in love with a new sport: horseback riding. My husband and I began taking lessons at a hunter-jumper barn, which means they wanted me to sit on … Continue reading