>> Tuesday, February 7, 2012
My world was full of sound. As I walked on the treadmill, Chuck Swindoll’s voice came through my headset, expounding on the word of God. The gym’s radio was doing what it does best … blaring obnoxious music … if you can call it that. To my right … two treadmills down … were two ladies … friends … talking and laughing. I heard the clank of free weights and then the thud as they were dropped to the floor.