Despite pain from the vain attempt I made yesterday to chop the ice off our driveway — pain in the ankles, pain in the knees, sore arms, shoulders and back — I got on the treadmill and ran three miles. I don’t know how, but I pushed on through.
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Hank Kalet is a poet and freelance journalist. He is the economic needs reporter for NJ Spotlight, teaches journalism at Rutgers University and writing at Middlesex County College and Brookdale Community College. He writes a semi-monthly column for the Progressive Populist. He is a lifelong fan of the New York Mets and New York Knicks, drinks too much coffee and attends as many Bruce Springsteen concerts as his meager finances will allow. He lives in South Brunswick with his wife Annie.
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