2008 Workout #47: Wherein I move like a giant pregnant yak…

I *almost* didn’t go to karate tonight, since duty called I had to work until the scintillating hour of 4:45 am this morning and be there for a 9:30 am meeting. All that aside, I asked myself “What Would Hartman Do?”, manned up, and hit the road. It was a small group, only around five […]

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