December 29, 1998 — “Do you feel good? Say yeah!” cried Colleen Manji, instructor for my brief and often blundering foray into the estrogenic world of Jazzercise. “Yeah!” responded my classmates, approximately 20 women of varying ages moving in relative unison to the music’s dance-club beat. I was feeling alright, …
Read moreDecember 22, 1998 — John Odegaard met his wife on a tennis court in 1950. He almost died on a tennis court in 1998. Actually, there was a period of time when the 72-year-old Odegaard was clinically dead. He was lying on his back on an indoor tennis court in …
Read moreDecember 15, 1998 — There was a moment during my 13-mile, four-hour kayaking excursion down the Chattahoochee River last week when I stopped paddling and lay back to take a rest. A single leaf fell from the river’s tree-lined banks. It lazily glided through the air, finally landing on the …
Read moreDecember 8, 1998 — I think I know how Chris Chandler must feel in the morning. Only my soreness on Monday didn’t come from some Colts from Indianapolis. It came from two bulls from Barrow County. “How did you get talked into doing this?” asked David Goins, 29, of Winder, …
Read moreDecember 1, 1998 — When I moved to Gainesville, Ga. from Pennsylvania this fall, I expected the Deep South — not the Wild West. Boy, was I wrong. “You have one of the largest concentrations of cowboys in the world right here in Gainesville,” said Keith Miller, 26, of Lula, …
Read moreOctober 13, 1998 — “Try singing a song to yourself or something,” my rowing instructor offered from her sliding seat behind me. She could see the muscles in my neck throbbing each time I pulled my oars. She knew I was tense, and she was trying to get me to …
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