At the end of a day, I sit content. It's been a good day, full of physical exertion, thought, self evaluation, and endurance. I love days like today. They're the kind where you can lie in bed and think back and say "I've left no stone unturned." The rain was especially nice today, and I look forward to tomorrow and being able to look out west and being able to see the mountains. I'm excited for that. Today, I throttled today, I made it count! Two basketball games, two big Vs on our record, a baseline for my mile time to improve on, an hour and a half of basketball practice, and I feel dead tired. I earned that right, and as I sit at my computer, i can safely say "I seized the day, and throttled it!" This is how I want to live my life, going forward with faith, leaving behind absolutely no regrets.

Making Trax-The Trip to Downtown Salt Lake City

These are a bunch of picturas that I took on the way to work downtown. I took some creative liberties, and played around with some angles, perspectives, and exposures.

Crazy perspective through those hand grips on the train

"All Aboaaard!!"


Just In Case

RR Crossing Arm, a personal favorite because of the angle

A cool rail to top it all off

Oh, I also threw these up on flickr.com, and I'm going to post more, but these are the first of many to come

Its Only Temporary

K, as you get on, you'll notice the heading's a little screwy. Just bear with me and use that wonderful little scroll bar on the bottom of the page to scroll right and see the expanse of this picture I caught at the Midvale Trax station.

Reunited At Last

So, last week I was talking with some friends of mine, and they were all talking about their workout programs, and I was sitting there thinking, "geeze, I'm way out of shape..." and was feeling pretty low. So I go home and talk to my mom about quite possibly getting me a gym membership for my birthday, and possibly getting it early. Yeah, that went over like a lead balloon. Mon mere (French for my mom, fyi) told me that I'd have to prove that I wanted one, and after further deliberation, I came to find out that meant I had to start working out at home. I'm in about the third week of "proving it" to my madre, and holy crap its amazing! I feel way more energized, happy, and everything is just kinda falling into place. Its way cool. In el scout law, young men are supposed to be physically strong, and thats about where I'm getting to. It was amazing to me how much I miss coming home tired and sweaty and being able to say I did something today. I am once again reunited with excercise, and its absolutely wonderful. Now...to join the track team...