RIP, Jack LaLanne

Workout day 42. Blog day 24. @postaday, #postaday2011 Everyone has a Jack LaLanne story, this one is mine. My mother is young. She just turned 70, plays tennis daily, swims, walks her German Shepherd, Helga, who is often referred to as one of my sisters. The dog weighs more than my mother, who I guess… Continue reading RIP, Jack LaLanne