Fun exercise works (12:12, 12.12.12)

There’s a local gym my wife periodically gets enthused about. It’s called Hard Exercise Works.

Here is Zane on the top poles of our bed structure.

You can see why he exclaimed as he shimmied commando-style upside down along the upper bar . . .

“Fun exercise works!”


. . . and climbing a tree from the top of railing


He’s onto something. For serious.


Life as misery, life as joy
My day off is my pretend-future day (12:12, 12.12.12)