In another life ...

Here I am in a former life when I was in a place that was not sub-human cold all the freakin' time. (Florida) This morning, when I went to the club at 4;45 a.m., it was only -9. Well, single digits under zero; impressive. HA.

Anyway, I am starting to teach kickbox again! Monday nights. Thank goodness. I was going to bed and dreaming: jab-punch, knee-break, round house. It was practically giving me insomnia.

The breaking news in my life lately is that I am going to a conference for Health Journalism in LA in March and GUESS WHO IS GOING TO BE THERE???? GUESS!!!!!! His initials are A.S.! I kid you not. Al is like: Are you going to bring your copy of Pumping Iron (which is the anniversary edition), and I said: Of course not! I am going there as a journalist, not a bodybuilder. (KIDDING! OF COURSE I AM GOING TO BRING IT!!!!) A dream is about to come true people. It will be a beautiful thing.