In June of 1991, at age 33, I made a sales call on Munsingwear, a Minneapolis-based clothier. During our discussion of his team’s training needs, the fifty-something executive made a
I used a sharp-beyond-belief CutCo brand pearl-handle serrated knife to bang on and loosen the top of a jar of canned peaches. I removed the lid,
Purge: To remove what is undesirable; to cleanse. Our son-in-law, Erik, husband to my speaking colleague, Kristin, must have one of the highest IQ’s of
When I saw a just-taken photo of me on April 8, 2012, I knew a “first step” was needed. The next day—at 195 pounds—my journey began …
If you came of age in the 1970s like I did, you heard this all-encompassing excuse more times than you could count: The devil made