Church of Me

Today I possessed the smallest possible amount of enery that one can and remain classified as a member of the animal kingdom. Rather than succumb to weariness and an oncoming cold, I went to the gym to tangle with any ill-wishes that my body might harbor toward me.

I'm not big on the mind-body duality, let alone the mind-body throw-down. But I wanted to see what happened when I climbed that extra flight of stairs. Would my trunk snap with the extra set of crunches on the fitness orb?

Apparently not. Now that those questions are answered, its time for some double-blind (or is it bind?) alcohol trials. Science marches on.