Tickets

I just bought (okay, my mom actually bought them) plane tickets for Cameron, Carter and I to go to BC this February to, as they say, "Shred the Gnar". For all you non-shreds, that means snowboarding. Can you say, "Best Reading Week Ever"?

If you can't, then you should go to speech therapy.

So, this means that I have three months to get into good enough shape to snowboard for eight hours a day, five days in a row.

My mission to get into totally excellent shape starts tomorrow.

I realize that not everyone likes snowboarding as much as I do, and that is why you are pussies.