The main drag in my neighborhood is Wilson Boulevard, a 3-lane one-way street with a bike lane that starts out in a long, fairly steep hill up from the Potomac, levels out for a few blocks and then goes into another long upslope. A lifelong flatlander, I don't particularly enjoy climbing this hill on my way home from work every day. Wilson is also ( Read more... )

Today I went ice skating at the Smithsonian sculpture garden rink with Beth and Dennis. It was the first time I had been on skates since I was maybe 12, when the Space City ice rink was new and ice skating was big for birthday parties in the preteen set. Yes, I was a little wobbly. Yes, there was lots of hanging onto the wall and frantic ( Read more... )

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I'm back at the NFL Players' Association, filling in while basically the entire staff exercises the #1 perk of working in football - going to the Super Bowl. Even the receptionists have fled to Arizona, leaving the office in the hands of interns and temps and a very unlucky skeleton crew. I'm sure there's some work to be done in Phoenix, but do the ( Read more... )

I played soccer for maybe a year when I was a kid. I gave it up because I hated playing on a boys' team in the rain and cold of Belgium, and I hardly even thought about the sport again after that. However, it's World Cup season, and here in Europe everything gets put on hold for the World Cup. It's everywhere. There's not a bar on the continent ( Read more... )