The Golson Shrug-And-Stay-Fit Program
December, 1977
The Guilt was overwhelming.For months I had been assailed by the sight and sound of America exercising. In parks and on streets, in magazines and on television, everyone seemed to be huffing and puffing his way to better health. My colleagues were spending their lunch hour "working out," relatives were signing up for classes and people who loathed Canada were doing R.C.A.F. calisthenics. At first, I hoped it was a passing fad, like those thinly disguised Bataan Death Marches that Jack...
