I am glad I volunteered to be a guinea pig at Clarkson University. Today, I had a nice sunny drive with dry roads. I got through my session without pain, I am starting to feel sore now. I don’t think they worked my abs as hard. I am not going to tell them. They seem to enjoy my pain.
The snowmobiler’s are happy. I can hear them now. Some actually sound like a sick cow crying. Not a good sick, as now my son is fond of saying “sick” as in “sweet” or “cool”. My niece loves to cross country ski. She is seven and just learned this year. I like to stay warm and comfy.
In Sync With The Universe 