Sweating it to class
There’s nothing like biking across town and up a huge hill in order to get to my bi-weekly German class on time to bring out the youth in me. Though, given the huffing and puffing that accompanied the trek up the hill, the amount of youth I demonstrated is perhaps questionable. If nothing else, I should at least improve in biking up hills in addition to learning some German, given that this course is 2 semesters long and runs until May next year. (more…)