Nearing the Finish Line

"Hey, Dan? Calm it with the sports references." I know, this is my third sports-referenced blog post title in the past few months, so I guess you could say I'm one overtly-masculine grunt away from being a full-blown athlete. But let's save the conversation about my transition into a sports icon for another day so we can get on to the actual matters at hand.

That Time I Had to Take a Gym Class

When I graduated from high school, I thought that there was one activity that I would never have to participate in again: gym class. I figured that it was a battle that I would have to fight in middle school alone, and I was convinced that I had left the sweaty, always-picked-last activities were behind me. I realized that this was not the case as I discovered that I would have to take my school's form of a gym class during my second semester of college.