i am not sure where to start. mainly because it seems like the start was ages ago. i was one of the many victims of a winter/spring in minneapolis…visual evidence (not for the squeamish) here, here, here, and here (beware of the black ice!) as i laid there on the cold, wet, icy sidewalk, i knew…this is the precise point when it would all go to shit.
i really need to get back to the training that i put myself through last year. i am in the mood where i wish the world would go to hell (note: seeing that the world is hell, it is oxymoronic of me to feel that way) and i would love to be the person that…gives…it…that…last…push…over the edge.
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