Then a miracle occurs . . .

The ball. This is where I sit, and it does wonders for my mood—as well as my hamstrings. Rolling around on an inflated ball all day, it’s hard not to feel like a kid.

Now, if I can just find a few other folks with feet as big as mine, we might be able to get up a big game of kickball. . .

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