well… today, or tonight, is the start of my “track-and-field” work­out. just came back from 24, that was dope… 11pm and not a lot of people—sweet. i did a lot of pon­der­ing on my way to the place, as well on my way back from it. one major thought that i did remem­ber was… work­ing out isn’t hard at all. its mak­ing your­self want to go, get dressed for it, and dri­ve to the place that is. after doing the work­out itself, its dri­ving back to your place, tak­ing a show­er, and calm­ing down your nerves to go to sleep. mean­while, the morn­ing after, the hard­est thing is not to be sore, or at least not to walk like it. i’m glad i got psy­ched even though it was pour­ing big-fat rain drops out­side; flash-flood warn­ing and all in the OC. tomor­row, shit—i’ll be walk­ing like a duck.

in oth­er news, the mam­moth trip left me with a sweet taste in my mouth; and mak­ing me want to get some more of it. a few sug­ges­tions have been made by peo­ple that there might be anoth­er trip or so …soon. i myself would like to go again fo’shiz­zle. that’ll be dope if i can go on the 29th of feb­ru­ary… geez, that day does­n’t come often; and how many times can you say that you board­ed on feb. 29th …you know?!?! if you would like to roll, or going to be up there some­time soon, drop a line.

from my mind to yours, …eat, drink and be mer­ry! …i mean live healthy! (too)