On Monday, I had nothing to give you guys. I was feeling used up and worn out and I just couldn’t get myself to edit a post we’re almost ready to share. So in that day’s post I announced my intention to spend the morning doing something with my hands. It was a way of(…)
We don’t do church on Sundays. We do chores. You might think chores can’t be any kind of equivalent to church, but we’ve found that chores actually do for us much of what church does for others (besides fill our Sunday mornings).
It was a bleak week, full of wintery discontent. It was not a stoke-the-fire, lets-all-get-cozy-with-some-warm-comfort-food wintery kind of a week. You know, the kind that feels so good back around November/December, when we’re all settling in for the season of short days and long nights, and we pull out our woolly socks and(…)
In case you were wondering, Cane isn’t an evolutionary biologist, a neurologist, a psychologist, or any kind of -ist that makes him an authority on why we behave as we do. So, his post on exercise is just a layman’s attempt to make some sense of widespread behavior, using common knowledge of evolution, sports, and(…)
I’ll admit it. I’m allergic to exercise. I actually think everyone is. My theory is that it’s evolutionary; we haven’t evolved to be good at exercise because we haven’t been doing it long enough.