Lessons From Team Vodka
I think I may be the slowest hiker in the world. Last Saturday, I took our little beagle, Chloe, out for a walk on a two-mile loop up on Welsh Mountain. She’s built low to the ground with stubby little legs, and takes maybe five inches per stride. Yet even she turned back on her leash to give me a disapproving look. Truth is, I’m not getting any faster the older I get. That little hike reminded me of one…