On the flight to Spain, I grew bored with my entertainment, reached into the seat-back pocket, and found a throwaway airplane ragazine. Expecting nothing, I leafed through it and found an article on the Blue Zones. Blue Zones were regions where records have been kept and that show an unusually high percent of people living... Continue Reading →
“What is this thing you have about the color blue?” you might ask. “I’m innocent,” I cry. The blue for the flag on the beach had to be deliberate, to avoid the colors of the warning flags. The blue zone was more accidental I found out as I read this airplane magazine. People were using... Continue Reading →
Under no duress from anyone, I decided to pursue exercising again, to improve flexibility and balance. I also wanted to put some structure in my life, now that I am retired, and every day looks the same. So, even though my back has been sensitive recently, I decided to go to the local gym and... Continue Reading →
One of the most wonderful aspects of being in Portugal was that everything that we needed, from groceries to medical care, was within walking distance. Everybody walked, including children. Many of the cars in Quarteria belonged to the tourists. Every evening, we joined what appeared to be the whole city in strolling along the boardwalk... Continue Reading →
One early foggy morning, I was out jogging as part of my effort to thin down. Slowly, I had become more fit and was not returning home as sweaty, and was having to jog for longer times. I had seen joggers carrying those hand barbells and decided it would help me attain more exercise in... Continue Reading →
