( This post is kind of an outgrowth of our discussion about doing one thing which scares or challenges you every.single.day. Sure, Tony could have said no---but I wouldn't have known unless I asked.) To know me is to know that I adore workout shoes.  Workout clothes.  Harvey's seatbelt bags. To know me is to also know that, outside of the realm of fitness, I lack any kind of patience. In ... Continue Reading