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...

Guess Who Loves Photosthop!?!

~~THE ORIGONAL~~

~~THE PHOTOSHOP CUT~~

So I guess this is what happens to me at midnight on a Sunday...I thought it'd be fun to try, and it was! Oh, and I found out that its really really hard to draw a straight line with a mouse.

Whiteout!!

I freaking love snow, it is by far the best. Unfortunately, on Saturday I was cooped up inside taking the dreaded ACT. But I did get to spend some time driving home drifting in the church parking lot, one of the best things to do when it snows. I had the honors of giving new meaning to first tracks, and, um, got my PT Cruiser stuck in a snowbank. It was epic, but way worth it! Then, my best friend Connor and I went out to get dates for Snowball, and as we were driving, we got hit with some serious whiteout. It was heinous driving down state street, and not being able to see anything but a couple of pinpricks of red tailight. It was intense. Plus, getting out of the girl's neighborhood was intense, because the roads in her neighborhood got iced over, and then snowed on, so traction was down to nil. It was great. So, after one of the best snow days ever, I welcome in the snow, but, geeze, didn't it take long enough?!

A Hero

Today, and every day, I am the luckiest guy on planet Earth. Every day I'm lucky I wake up, I'm lucky I get to be educated, I'm lucky I've got a well loved pair of Adidas to put on my feet to wear around school. And when I get to school, I'm lucky I have a hero there every step of the way. This guy is a giant among men, and I am extremely lucky that I get to make his aquaintance every day. He's mentally and physically fit, he's honest, funny, and he holds his priesthood with honor, and he's one of the coolest guys I'll ever meet. I think what I like most about him is that he's always raising the bar, and isn't ever satisfied with medocrity, which is a trait i struggle to attain. It's extremely important to have these heroes around. Mine keeps me on the strait and narrow every day, and I doubt he notices it, but his influence is there. Heores like this guy are so important because they are the example we strive to be. A hero like my friend is not afraid to stand up, not afraid to accept responsibility, and is not afraid to stand out and be a shining example in someone's life. I'm one lucky guy to have this hero as one of my friends, and I hope one day I can get to where he is now. Be a hero in someone's life. Go foreward in life with faith, and by doing so, leave behind no regrets.