So... I am loveing this job. Still doing what I love but with more spice and variety then ever before. The people I work with are amazing and together we make a great team. My workouts are in high gear. I've added crossfit/MMA style workouts to my regimine and my core routine is a solid hour l o n g . I haven't felt this strong and flexible in a long time. Matt and I's boot camp is a HUGE success, over 40 people and counting and I'm picking up clients steady now. All my niggling injuries have been beaten into submission until they slunk away whining like the bitches they are! The new guy is bringing in the boxing and martial arts in a few weeks and I CAN"T WAIT!
Christmas is going to be awesome and Kevin and I will be with the people we love so much. We can't wait until it snows enough to break out the sled and go have some high speed fun in the snow. Jasper will be running trying to catch up with his tongue hanging out and his eyes sparkling like a maddog. WOO HOO!

Roadkill roadtrip

Roadkill Roadtrip... I think those two simple words speak volumes in themselves. I drove halfway across this massive country in two days. Two loooong days. With Vern as my only companion I traversed over 2300 kilometers through fog, sunshine, rain and snow. In that actual order I might add. I met people from all over the country of various creeds and colours and was very impressed by how friendly and helpful they were in general. Ahh Canada, once again you prove that we are THE friendliest country around.
Only one thing gave my trip a sombre overtone. Dead animals, again of every creed and colour littered our many canadian highways. Fox, coyotes, racoons, one bunny rabbit, and many, many deer. (one of which was actually decapitated) I saw the head a few feet down the road. Eeeew!
I was getting a little tired and loopy and actually tried to amuse myself by keeping count. I gave up when I realized it might reach the triple digits. Again...Eeeew!
I think Vern actually covered his eyes when we drove by the head. Which is quite a feat considering how big his eyes are in comparison to his hands. Lol. By hour 16 the first day I think Vern was actually talking back to me, or maybe it was my need to have somebody, ANYBODY to talk to at that point. I'm not good with the whole "let's not talk for the whole day" thing as many of you can attest to.
Other than the creepy horror movie fog and the corpses however my trip was fairly uneventful as road trips go. I would definitely do it again. (preferably with a companion). I took a few great photos and enjoyed the scenery that four provinces had to offer up to me. And once again I realized that...
I Love This Country.