Last Friday was our Hapkido demonstration at Picton. It was exceedingly awesome. All of our future events should be done to drums.
On Saturday was Rugby World Cup/Uno night. It was good fun. This time, I had straight, un-modified Bourbon. Oh. Dear. God. It was horrible going down, and I felt I could breathe out of both my eyes and my ears. I hope all alcohol isn’t this horrid!
Today, I hit 8 minutes! Although a pitiful achievement by most people’s standards, it is indeed important to me. Just two weeks ago, I could jog only half that. Eventually, I hope to be able to do 15 minutes, which should be a good thing to be able to do daily.