Vignettes
At my age, I need to start my day with a few repetitions, though they’re not the sort you might imagine.
I admire those hardy folks who slide out of bed, moving smoothly into the push-up position before doing a few repetitions.
But that’s not the way I wake up, and those aren’t the repetitions that bring me ’round to face the day:
“Up, Up, Up It’s Time to Get Up!
These are the repetitions that get me upright, but it doesn’t stop there, repetition-wise. I continue to rely on redundancies to smooth my stride over the bumps so common in a typical day’s travel.