I pulled my shoes off and waddled to the shower, my feet were webbed. As I washed the Charleston off of me I thought, Charleston, it's all good, even when it's not.
So summer's over—time to pack up the swimsuit and stay inside? Heck no. Early fall's the perfect time to hit the water and try your hand at my newest obsession: SUP yoga. Here's why...
Where Lebron stands post Finals—and just as important, what a trio of elderly women in straw hats and drinking apple martinis at Red's had to say about him
10, 18, 8, 12, 2 (my numbers)—do not add up to $590.9 million. I'm not the mystery winner in Zephyrhills, but there is another game in which I have definitely struck it rich. It's called life.
Fish don't care whether you show up in a PFG Columbia Fishing shirt with mosquito repellent in the fabric or a tank top, with a $20 lure or a $3-buck can of worms—they'll bite when they bite
