You know who they are. And you know that secretly, you probably wish to be more like them. Who wouldn’t? Who wouldn’t wish to be part of the all- encompassing cardio nation…

It’s Monday morning. 7:55 a.m. Time to get to work. Time to walk up the mile+ hill which leads to my job. A beautiful, scenic route through trees and nature. Each Monday it’s the same… I haven’t made the walk over the two day weekend, my body has already begun to despise the hill. It’s all up hill. Partially steep. I walk briskly, admiring the trees, the sunrise to my right. The birds. And then it begins.

Same procedure as each passing day. The heartbeat which becomes just a little bit more intensified. Thump. Thump. Thump. The legs which feel they become heavier as the hill ascends, making it just a littletoo  uncomfortable to continue in the same…

When things happen, and are resolved, it is not as stressful as when things happen, pile up on each other, and nothing is resolved.  Since the death of Michael Brown at the hands of Darren Wilson, things have mounted and mounted.

A Black actress who kissed her White partner in public was placed in handcuffs by the Los Angeles Police, accused of being a prostitute.

A young man in Utah was killed by cops.  Witnesses say that the cops shot him in the back.  The cops say he rushed towards them with a sword.

The media promotes that bosses get into the personal business of their employees.  I’m talking about the professional athletes with domestic problems.  I’ve withheld opinion about it because this might be another test pattern that spills over into private industry.