Just back from Atlanta and I daresay there is not a prettier place on earth in the spring. I went for a seminar, as a participant, held at this place and had a great time and met some cool people and ate too much food and spent too much money and came back fat and happy. Tired, but in a good way.
This is the person who led the workshop.
Michael didn't go, which didn't mean he wasn't invited but let me just say this wouldn't have been his cup of tea. At dinner tonight I was showing him some of the materials, and I said, "Would you have slit your wrist if you had to go to this?" and he said, "Not if I couldn't find a pistol first."
For the record, he serves the Church in his own way, and wonderfully, but this wouldn't be his thing.
So anyway, because this isn't a religious blog, I'll get to some of the highlights of the fitness part--all 30 hours spent there:
1) Took a long-ish walk Friday from the hotel to the Cathedral and back. You can find out a lot about a place on foot. Popped into a few shops along the way, one of which is a newly relocated fly-fishing store. Also discovered that when a construction fence butts up too close to the sidewalk, it's best to walk on the opposite sidewalk.
2) Those buttons you push at the corners for the signal to change don't really work. They're just there to make you feel empowered.
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