The Show Must Go On

The Show Must Go On

Somewhere between yesterday’s workout and sludging through slushy snow from the far reaches of the airport’s parking lot to pick up Preston Manning and the Managing Director of the Manning Centre for Democracy, Nicholas Gafuik, something went askew in my left calf muscle. By the time I made it to the automatic doors at the
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Driving Mr. Manning

Driving Mr. Manning

It isn’t every day that you get to drive the almost-Prime Minister of Canada around Fort McMurray. So, being able to pick up Preston Manning at the airport and bring him to Keyano College was pretty special. He grew up in the hallowed halls of the Alberta Legislature where his father presided as Premier for
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OMG! I Can See My Belt

OMG! I Can See My Belt

As my girth expanded through November and December there were two irrefutable things that were concurrently happening, first, my belt was falling into the shadow of the bulge, and second, my pants were becoming more difficult to button up. These two facts alone should have been enough to spark me into action, or at least
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The Runner’s High

The Runner’s High

It had been almost a week since I had been at the gym. It was nice to get back there today at lunch, trying out a different routine on the treadmill, going fast for five minutes then slowing down to a walk for a few then ramping back up again. It was simulating what I
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Sleeping with the Floor

Sleeping with the Floor

I was beyond exhaustion by midday, with no explanation. Yawning and desperately trying to concentrate I acquiesced to the fatigue, closed my office door, shut off the lights, grabbed my winter jackets (did I mention I have two?), puffed them up like a pillow, laid down on the floor and fell asleep. For years I’ve
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Up and Down the Stairs

Up and Down the Stairs

Up and down the stairs — wasn’t that the name of a cheesy British TV drama in the 70’s? Or, maybe it was Upstairs, Downstairs. Let me google that…be right back. By golly my memory is good, Upstairs, Downstairs was a British drama that ran from 1971 to 1975. It depicted the lives of the
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Snow Forts

Snow Forts

My wife contends that it is better to shovel a little, a lot, than to shovel a lot, a little. My dad tells me that his neighbor who never shovels his walk says “What God giveth, God will eventually taketh away.” Around our house we ascribe to the first philosophy and try to keep ahead
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Ode to Water

Ode to Water

As this battle of the bulge approaches the end of the three week mark, my intake of water continues to go up. The more I embrace H2O, the more it embraces me–chasing me down and shouting “drink me!”, almost constantly. Driving to Edmonton this week I brought along a three litre jug of de l’eau
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Hearts in Haiti

Hearts in Haiti

The thoughts of the world are focused on Haiti tonight as this impoverished nation digs out from a devastating earthquake. One moment it was a tranquil Tuesday afternoon, the next a terrifying melee with mother nature, as buildings crumbled and destruction settled on Port-au-Prince, a city of nearly two million souls. Following on much maligned
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Surgery Adventures, Part Deux

Surgery Adventures, Part Deux

The first series of articles I wrote that attracted any attention were the Dylan Surgery Adventures back in the fall of 2008. I captured real time impressions of my son’s time in the Stollery and Glenrose hospitals in Edmonton as he bravely dealt with a significant operation on his right leg. They severed and realigned
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